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His Little Whore
After a night among the trees
The summers hot breeze
Making everything wet
From all the sweat
Naked in wilderness
His penis
Staring at me
So I push him to his knees
Sitting down in a popup chair
Pull him in by his hair
Getting him in a pussy head lock
I know he wishes it was his cock
Cumming on his facial hair
Licked it up with none to spare
Kissing his lips
He grabbed me by the hips
Starts pounding me to the core
I'm his little whore
Asking for more!
The summers hot breeze
Making everything wet
From all the sweat
Naked in wilderness
His penis
Staring at me
So I push him to his knees
Sitting down in a popup chair
Pull him in by his hair
Getting him in a pussy head lock
I know he wishes it was his cock
Cumming on his facial hair
Licked it up with none to spare
Kissing his lips
He grabbed me by the hips
Starts pounding me to the core
I'm his little whore
Asking for more!
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