She licked my anus backwards — said the alphabet out of order, blew smoke rings into my asshole, alphabetized my trauma. Said, “You never came right, did you, baby?”

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She licked my anus backwards — said the alphabet out of order, blew smoke rings into my asshole, alphabetized my trauma. Said, “You never came right, did you, baby?”

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