Pisando no pepino: você come dos meus pés Ita

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a fresh cucumber. it is cold, from the fridge, and yet it is so pleasant. I step on it and crush it with my little red-toed feet. now, eat everything from my supreme extremities, lick into every crevice of my fingers, clean me.

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