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Be my Hero

Moaning harder when you pull her hair and tell her how bad she's been
oh, yeah she'll believe it.
and once she does she's going to go crazy,

Riding you like a goddamn horse and looking to the sky for answers.
The only assurance she really needs come to think about it...

Riding his face spilling liquids like a never ending wave.
Your body and its warmth is the drug that I crave.

Come be my drug, Come be my wave and the Louis-Lane I want to save.

Moaning louder and scratching your back because every thrust is a must for her.

Moaning harder as you pull her hair,
telling her what a bad girl she's been

Oh she'll know.



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