Flenardo Taylor

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“Listen to me,” he said while nibbling at her earlobe. “You could lose this, keep this, grow this, whatever. I’m still going to rub it, kiss it, and suck on it. One day, if you’d have me, I’d put my seeds in it. And after that sample of juice I just had, I’d do it every night if you let me. You got me?”
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