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the art of cheating

We both leave work with an excuse
 
We got so horny through his muse.
 
I just go home leave the door open
 
Prepare for you my special token.
 
I get all naked behind the door
 
A nice surprise which you adore.
 
A bow is tied around my balls
 
your hand downwards slowly crawls.
 
Pull down your skirt to my surprise
 
You got no panty between those thighs.
 
I penetrate you there and then
 
Can’t wait to feel your juicy can.
 
Its time to open up your shirt
 
No bra either what a flirt.
 
You’re my best fuck you’re my best cheat

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