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Or Ook
OR OOK
She was made up like a two bit whore
But I kinda liked the look
So I stopped her at the saloon door
And said hey hon lets book
She responded why what for
With a wink and knowing look
Then shashyed straight across the floor
To a darkened recessed nook
So I crossed the crowded floor
And got my first good look
Of something only seen before
In the porno book
In her puss were fingers four
And she was flowing like a brook
There and then on the floor
In that darkened nook
We tried out page forty four
Of the sutra book
We had tons of fun galore
And for the time it took
It was only minutes four
But god I loved that hook
She was made up like a two bit whore
But I kinda liked the look
So I stopped her at the saloon door
And said hey hon lets book
She responded why what for
With a wink and knowing look
Then shashyed straight across the floor
To a darkened recessed nook
So I crossed the crowded floor
And got my first good look
Of something only seen before
In the porno book
In her puss were fingers four
And she was flowing like a brook
There and then on the floor
In that darkened nook
We tried out page forty four
Of the sutra book
We had tons of fun galore
And for the time it took
It was only minutes four
But god I loved that hook
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