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Red
Saturday night, we just got back home
let's sit down, have a glass of red wine
let me help you slip out of that red tie
clothes are optional, so help me out of mine
slide your hand down my legs, remove my red shoes
move your hand back up, pull my dress down my hips
peel it away to reveal my sexy red panties and bra
they match my fingernails and the color on my lips
use these red lips to satisfy your desperation
I'll blow your mind then for the rest we'll go slow
carry me into the bedroom, lay me down on red sheets
we will explore all the ways to make each other glow
we can have a second glass of red wine together
right after we climax another time or maybe two
the red marks I scratched into your back babe
will get a little redder before this night is through
Saturday night started and ended with red it seemed
the color was everywhere that we both would look
the devilish things we did on our red sheets
would turn people on babe, we should write a book
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