Halfway down the stairs is a stair where i sit. there isn’t any other stair quite like it. i’m not at the bottom, i’m not at the top; so this is the stair where I always stop.
Halfway up the stairs Isn’t up And it isn’t down. It isn’t in the nursery, It isn’t in town. And all sorts of funny thoughts Run round my head. It isn’t really Anywhere! It’s somewhere else Instead! ~ A. A. Milne
Molly Moore - Author, Blogger, Photographer, Speaker, Director of Operations @Eroticon
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Good Golly Miss Molly!
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Hi Molly. I enjoyed this poem you provided, and in enjoy your black and white photos. Thank you
Such a stunning image!
@mollyskiss can I lick your beautiful pussy 🤤😍😍
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I love the verse you have used, utter perfection!
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