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Man Bud
He can feel her lips
It was a good time
She Snored softly
As I entered her virginity
The rafters of her mind
She snored louder
He continued with his strokes
He retreated from a
stained Pandora's box
She awoke to give me a hug
Adjusted her disposition
I began to cry at the crime I had committed
the liberties I had taken with her
sleeping body
"Am I pregnant?", She asked
"I am sorry for what I have Done!"
She left the room
for a bed upstairs
She were not mad
She wanted me to
Step up to the plate and
Give her a good schtupping
It was a good time
She Snored softly
As I entered her virginity
The rafters of her mind
She snored louder
He continued with his strokes
He retreated from a
stained Pandora's box
She awoke to give me a hug
Adjusted her disposition
I began to cry at the crime I had committed
the liberties I had taken with her
sleeping body
"Am I pregnant?", She asked
"I am sorry for what I have Done!"
She left the room
for a bed upstairs
She were not mad
She wanted me to
Step up to the plate and
Give her a good schtupping
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