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hard every night
I get a hard on every night
I can’t sleep cause of its spite.
I turn right or upside down
It just adds to touch its crown.
I close my eyes and think of you
Even harder as it will spew.
So every day I would wake up
And with my hand I would get rough.
I cum once but its not enough
Thoughts of you fly like a dove.
I can’t sleep cause of its spite.
I turn right or upside down
It just adds to touch its crown.
I close my eyes and think of you
Even harder as it will spew.
So every day I would wake up
And with my hand I would get rough.
I cum once but its not enough
Thoughts of you fly like a dove.
Published 21st Jul 2017
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