She holds audience bare below,
And the jester lies beneath nowhere to go,
He opens his mouth and tickles her prize,
Giving her much pleasure between her thighs,
In such suffocating darkness he does not lament,
His sole wish that all his moments could be spent,
Cleaning and kissing within the Queen’s nest,
For of all of his chores he relishes it best
. .
. . Her B-cup breasts were just perfect and she had two of the cutest dimples in her lower back just above her waistline
She holds audience bare below,
And the jester lies beneath nowhere to go,
He opens his mouth and tickles her prize,
Giving her much pleasure between her thighs,
In such suffocating darkness he does not lament,
His sole wish that all his moments could be spent,
Cleaning and kissing within the Queen’s nest,
For of all of his chores he relishes it best
. .
. . Her B-cup breasts were just perfect and she had two of the cutest dimples in her lower back just above her waistline
She holds audience bare below,
And the jester lies beneath nowhere to go,
He opens his mouth and tickles her prize,
Giving her much pleasure between her thighs,
In such suffocating darkness he does not lament,
His sole wish that all his moments could be spent,
Cleaning and kissing within the Queen’s nest,
For of all of his chores he relishes it best
. .
. . Her B-cup breasts were just perfect and she had two of the cutest dimples in her lower back just above her waistline
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