knee socks

knee socks

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, Nov 24, 2021<5 mins
"The late afternoon, the ghost in your room that you always thought didn't approve of your knockin boots. Never stopped you letting me get hold of the sweet spot by the scruff of your Knee Socks.."
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