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YOUR CLOTHES ARE LYING ON MY FLOOR...

Your clothes are lying on my floor
While we lie, manhood in your core,
Which I won’t hurry to withdraw,
Cosy behind the bedroom door,
The curtains we shall not undraw.
Embraced and entwined in the raw,
Over your curves my hands take tour,
Then onto me your juices pour..
This is lovemaking, not a ‘score’;
No woman has been here before,
Who could say, “I came, conquered, saw.”
My cherry I have kept in store,
Awaiting your consent in law.
You’re welcome to come back for more.
Written by Solomon_Song
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