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Turn off the lights
Don’t make a sound
Don’t lock the door
Nobody’s around
Caress my body
Don’t make it light
I like it rough
One hell of a fight
Bite me, rip me
Throw me down
In your feeling
Let me drown
Just keep going
Make it last
I can get louder
Keep it fast
Shaking, moaning
We’re almost there
In the moment
I don’t care
The door opens
We continue
Getting closer
I surprise you
Then you’re done
Its all over
So so sweet
Like Russell Stover
Don’t make a sound
Don’t lock the door
Nobody’s around
Caress my body
Don’t make it light
I like it rough
One hell of a fight
Bite me, rip me
Throw me down
In your feeling
Let me drown
Just keep going
Make it last
I can get louder
Keep it fast
Shaking, moaning
We’re almost there
In the moment
I don’t care
The door opens
We continue
Getting closer
I surprise you
Then you’re done
Its all over
So so sweet
Like Russell Stover
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