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They came from the extraordinary milky titties
As I walk in to see a woman in the kitchen cooking
She turns her head and sees me looking.
I stare with a glance of furry
And said in a soft voice, "my dick taste like a berry."
She stared with a look of fear
As I open the last blue moon beer
I ask her where she is from, in which part of the city,
She told me she came from the extraordinary place of milky titties
I stand and drop my beer
And that's when it all became clear
I fought for this moment my whole life
As she pulled from her vagina a syth.
With on slice in the air
She took off all my pubic hair.
That of which her titties became milky with a freight
I had one tittie milking extraordinary night..
She turns her head and sees me looking.
I stare with a glance of furry
And said in a soft voice, "my dick taste like a berry."
She stared with a look of fear
As I open the last blue moon beer
I ask her where she is from, in which part of the city,
She told me she came from the extraordinary place of milky titties
I stand and drop my beer
And that's when it all became clear
I fought for this moment my whole life
As she pulled from her vagina a syth.
With on slice in the air
She took off all my pubic hair.
That of which her titties became milky with a freight
I had one tittie milking extraordinary night..
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