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A Lot  (for Sir)

Knowing you, yet we are strangers;
   from me, you get no hidden dangers
Who? For you, shall I be tonight;
  I'm an expert at stimulating elicit delight
Soft and sultry southern fried
 bronc'n buck, you want me to saddle up and ride?
Steely sexual subtle abuse commanding
 "tie me up" "master" "please" are you demanding?
Ohhhh so bad, sweet daddy's girl, who broke the rule;
  my punishment you wish to give both tender and cruel?
Of many, only you are truly a magnificent joy;
  my thoughts with you, I'll bring out my toys.
Heightened senses, touching self, close your eyes;
   rapturous orgasm you'll soon realize
Licking, tasting, sucking, fucking, is what I do;
 vivid and vibrant, your imagination consumes you
Hanging on to each breath, moan and word I say;
   I'm yours as long as you've the credit card to pay
Mmmmmmmmm yesssss...I like making you hard and hot;
   please give me a call...  1-900-CUM-ALOT
Written by domore2014
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