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Your beauty is killing me, Votre beauté me tue

author
Jai Masters
Your beauty is killing me, Votre beauté me tue

The thought of sex 
with you 
excites me, really 

I am a gardener getting 
all my fingers inside 
the mulch

I am hard 
when I see you

together we garden
 
Votre beauté me tue 

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