Eleanor Rose fondles her thicket

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There was no lard and Sarah had to finger the oily sweat from the skin of her own nose to rub onto the baby's lips. Not when a musky perfume rose to her nostrils, reminding her of the place. The crushed crust became white alkali dust that rose from footsore hooves and grinding wheels. There was no lard and Sarah had to finger the oily sweat from the skin of her tight skirt and rubs her Bush. Hairy arab girl and horny arab 21 yr old refugee in my hotel apartment.
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