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From sober to lets Fuck in the woods

Dumpster fire at the Domino's
telephone poles bent from the breeze
even though we're at the bus stop
i'd ask you please get on your knees
 
when i have a shot or six
my morale's go out the door
my tongue in you
just like a screw
you'd whisper
"babe i want you" more
 
i'd slip my hand down in your pants
and yours would slip in mine
so if you cum before me
i'd say that's a good sign
 
 
 
 
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
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