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Miss O
I bite your lips as you play with my tits. I unbuckled your belt
I have never felt, something like this before you have opened my door
to a range of positions
What is this mission we are about to endure as you lure
me into your arms
squeezing so tightly.. You scratch my back sharply
I moan
Your pants fall to the floor revealing your
bone. My panties are now around my ankles
you lay me down and begin to pound at my
wet slit
Oh shit! This is amazing and everything around us is
hazing in blur
I turn you over.. My turn now
I slam on your rock hard cock as I begin to
Wail with passion
This may become my new fashion to have
Such a reaction to your talent
I sway up and down
There is no frown
No sadness or woe
All there is... Is a giant
... Eyes roll back..
Wooah
I have never felt, something like this before you have opened my door
to a range of positions
What is this mission we are about to endure as you lure
me into your arms
squeezing so tightly.. You scratch my back sharply
I moan
Your pants fall to the floor revealing your
bone. My panties are now around my ankles
you lay me down and begin to pound at my
wet slit
Oh shit! This is amazing and everything around us is
hazing in blur
I turn you over.. My turn now
I slam on your rock hard cock as I begin to
Wail with passion
This may become my new fashion to have
Such a reaction to your talent
I sway up and down
There is no frown
No sadness or woe
All there is... Is a giant
... Eyes roll back..
Wooah
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