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Smoke Me
Lit the end
wrap your hands
tight and suck in.
taste the after
hit leaving your
taste bugs alerted.
So aware of my hips
moving,
tongue licking my lips
slowly reversing.
Back seat dipping
daddy your joint
keep smashing,
so deep in got me
screaming.
Thats how
you
smoke
me.
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