Ah, variety is the spice of life. I Long and lust for her the way she is.
I hope a razor never gets north of her knees, or south of her belly button.
I guess more thasn half of my lady friends have been ebony girls and I just love those little treasure trails leading down to those tight, curly black bushes. They feel so good on the face.
Mmm, I could eat one right now!
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