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Serve every curve.

My job is to serve
Each & every curve
That shapes your body,
Waiting on reserve.
My hands, they yearn.
They yearn to return
To you, the only woman
I want to earn.
Come with me
Under the tree,
So we may be
In ecstasy.
I will please you whole,
Submit to you, control,
& have you shivering
From scalp to sole.
Written by Zodiax (Rob Washick)
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