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Sex addict as a woman
Sex addict as a woman:
Sex for an addict: let me explain this to you
I don’t think you understand how it works: really, for a woman
I am only satisfied: if I have made you happy
I am like an addict that binges, and the next day I am happy
Sex baby, sex baby: that is it, no love, no names, nothing it is over: we are friends
It is not like you think: it is euphoria; a quick release, I can’t explain it well’ to the ordinary
We don’t go on and on for hours: unless that’s what you need me to do baby
I cum in just two minutes and multiple times afterwards if we keep going
It’s the hit; the addiction is euphoria a quick release, sex baby, sex baby
There are no limits
Everything is good
Nothing is wrong or bad
And it is euphoria
Your fingers slipping into my wet pussy, shoving through my folds, I squeeze and I cum
Your tongue, your dick, if you’re in my ass or my mouth it does not matter, how or where it is… I cum
It’s the hit; the addiction is euphoria a quick release, sex baby, sex baby
Now I met one man he seduced my mind, he is the first of his kind he got inside: how he did it I do not understand, but baby you did it
He plays me like a tuned guitar, and makes music with my body: and never has to touch me he stimulates my mind to a point of no return; I will never desire another easy
He is the king of my world: and the lord of my body, but it is so difficult when you’re an addict; and need that connection to another warm body, anybody will do
What does a sex feign fucking do: reflections, reflect on you now, Lori
I met that one man, but damn I need some release now: I think I need to do it anyway… it’s just sex
It’s the hit; the addiction is euphoria a quick release, sex baby, sex baby
There are no limits
Everything is good
Nothing is wrong or bad
Lori
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