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HOT TANGO
It started with fox trot
And then the pace got hot.
He swept her off her feet
Amidst impassioned heat....
He took her to the skies
With bliss between her thighs,
Then let her gently down
While near lay her ball gown.
She was left wanting more
Of him within her core
And longing for next chance
When with him she would dance.
And then the pace got hot.
He swept her off her feet
Amidst impassioned heat....
He took her to the skies
With bliss between her thighs,
Then let her gently down
While near lay her ball gown.
She was left wanting more
Of him within her core
And longing for next chance
When with him she would dance.
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