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After 2

Its been a minute since I gave it to you.
But I know how you like it still, so there is no excuse.
It's a booty call and I am bout to come thru.
It's a quarter past two and ain't shit else we can do.
I don't want to Netflix and chill, and I am turning off roku.
And what we bout to do they can't put on Hulu.
Your body smoking like a hookah but its that  pussy I find cute.
If wasn't I would put it on t just me, that and you.
I am about to pull up so I hope the door is open.
Tonight I am Clarence Carter baby I be stroking.
Lay back and the sofa and hold that thang open.
I know what you like, I would never just go through the motions.
It's more to this than sex so it goes deeper than my stroking.
Your lips and my tongue about have a meeting.
I don't mind if you sit in.
See I am playing with the twins.
I got a presentation and I am about my business so let me put the work in.
Written by Poeticsincebirth (Carlos)
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