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BitchMolly ArdenNo better way to spend an afternoon than bare ass on the half moon. She jogs, cries fake sobs, sucks fat slobs, snarls and purrs when she takes it from the rubes, and lets them bite her boobs. And what does she get besides mother-of-pearl earrings and bracelet from a dissipated earl, who leaves teeth marks on her prism? Dad photographs the masturbating girl, blindfolded and spanked. Such jism. Molly Arden Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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