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dirty laundry by ravenskraft
the hotel room
room 33 was were we met
the shades of reddish bloom
was the color of her panties
I notice the heat she was feeling
the passionate broiling
stream that was her game
she needs her puppet
to be her slave
she founded him
they kissed
they flirt she dominate him
and she tie him up
tight like bondage
hogtie.
She blow him slow and fast
he enjoy the grasps of her lips
the tighter she pull
the tighter he felt her love
her dirty laundry
he's the sheets
the sweats between the sheets
the heat
of their passsionate
ending in room 33
the rope demands a pet
her mistress got her dominate one
fin
room 33 was were we met
the shades of reddish bloom
was the color of her panties
I notice the heat she was feeling
the passionate broiling
stream that was her game
she needs her puppet
to be her slave
she founded him
they kissed
they flirt she dominate him
and she tie him up
tight like bondage
hogtie.
She blow him slow and fast
he enjoy the grasps of her lips
the tighter she pull
the tighter he felt her love
her dirty laundry
he's the sheets
the sweats between the sheets
the heat
of their passsionate
ending in room 33
the rope demands a pet
her mistress got her dominate one
fin
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