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Variation by Romeo Blue © |
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My tongue forms a "V" (finds a "V"). Ecstasy, alive in your eyes, your thighs raise for more. Juices flowing, hot to the touch, sweet to the taste. I waste not a drop, I'm a glutton, feed me. Your cum brings elation, variation time, you be six, I'll be nine and we'll dance. |
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