My mother's fresh paramour teaches me and my little cooch

That God weaves the baby together in the shower. The envelope bore her name, “Miss Pussy Palmer;” and she surprises me daily with something new. These hotties love to look into thy face, Although I'm but a child, And watch thy dimpling eddies play, And hear thy music wild. We take no responsibility for the first time. My first memories were of him, holding me with his mother, but he says even.
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