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Slice of Pie
In the kitchen making
Homemade pizza
We are kneading the dough
As your hands slip to my breast
I form the pie
And spread the sauce
Your hand heads south
Feeling my nectar
I sprinkle the cheese and pepperoni
As you fondle my pussy lips
Sticking the pie in the oven
You slide in a finger and swirl
That's when things really get heated
You scoop me up
Placing me on the island
Leaving my butt imprint in the flour
That was left on the counter
You start eating me
Like a slice of apple pie
Homemade pizza
We are kneading the dough
As your hands slip to my breast
I form the pie
And spread the sauce
Your hand heads south
Feeling my nectar
I sprinkle the cheese and pepperoni
As you fondle my pussy lips
Sticking the pie in the oven
You slide in a finger and swirl
That's when things really get heated
You scoop me up
Placing me on the island
Leaving my butt imprint in the flour
That was left on the counter
You start eating me
Like a slice of apple pie
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