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when we get moving
When we get moving
You start moaning
I start my hard pounding
As we get into our grooving
You arch you back
I’m not allowing any slack
All my dick can see is black
As you attempt to get my sack
I let you go so you can suck
And in a little bit we can fuck
So I can pound your ass like a buck
I guess tonight is all about luck
Let me choke you on my dick
I don’t have a little prick
Bitch please I’m fuckin thick
So gag all you please just make it slick
Get on your knees
Let me hear you beg please
My dick doesn’t sting like bees
So please give me the hidden keys
I’ve opened you all the way
There’s no time to say hey
And please don’t run away
All I want to do is play.
You start moaning
I start my hard pounding
As we get into our grooving
You arch you back
I’m not allowing any slack
All my dick can see is black
As you attempt to get my sack
I let you go so you can suck
And in a little bit we can fuck
So I can pound your ass like a buck
I guess tonight is all about luck
Let me choke you on my dick
I don’t have a little prick
Bitch please I’m fuckin thick
So gag all you please just make it slick
Get on your knees
Let me hear you beg please
My dick doesn’t sting like bees
So please give me the hidden keys
I’ve opened you all the way
There’s no time to say hey
And please don’t run away
All I want to do is play.
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