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Hotel you

Spread your legs I am checking in.
It won't be debit or credit girl I am paying with a attention.
Let me roll back the sheets like the days Inn.
It's a private suite so lets begin.
Your body calling me you know my extension.
I am calling work I am not going back again.
I am draining my 401k because the time within your walls I don't want to end.
The room service is made to order watch me go on an eating binge.
You got the entertainment on point baby I Iove what I am seeing.
It's like a smart TV with a WiFi connection.
When I touch, you interact with me in high definition.
You're classy like the Marriott but you freaky like a Hilton.
When you hold it open, I stick my tongue in just for your reaction.
Its like Bluetooth technology the way our bodies be talking.
I get the vip treatment from the check-in no question.
I love to see it dripping that's my confession.
You're the object of my erection.
Written by Poeticsincebirth (Carlos)
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