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Sexual technology part 1

It's sticky on your finger oh what a picture.
You say it's ready hold on let me get it together.
Your text message said it can get wetter.
Am I ready for you, girl do I need to answer.
You're bent over with your panties to the side with your pussy looking made to order.
You're going to fuck around and have me pulled over.
What am I going to do to it, I am going to celebrate like it's your birthday week and day's number.
I got your ass on the to do list of my calendar.
It's not your birthday but I am bringing party favors.
You want to know where I am, I am around the corner.
Two traffic lights and a stop sign are my only stops before I help you relieve your pressure.
I don't really play games until your body is the controller.
Your mind is the monitor and I am about to relay some signals through your processors.
Bluetooth technology is not a factor your body is full of wires.
I am walking through your door about to show you the point of my desire.
Written by Poeticsincebirth (Carlos)
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