POKERSON SERIES 2: QUEEN EMERALD POKERSON
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Last published Sun, Apr 26, 2020
Queen emerald is the unica hija of the pokerson family but she doesn't want that title
Living with her brothers taught her to move like a boy a real man although she doesn't wear a guys clothes but in her heart she belong in the male species
She don't want to be a real girl because being a girl means weak being a girl means broken in her vocabulary and she don't want to be broken neither weak she can stand on her own without the help of other
She enjoy the company of her same sex, she loves kissing girls , she loves hearing them moan , and she loves them sensibly and no one can change that she promise
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