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Your Violin
You gently grab my strings
pluck and paint me criss-cross
You love all my pages
I play more and more every day.
My cave in the middle
you spoil greatly
And you do not tolerate third parties
we are a duo - you and me
Virtuoso are your hands
when they are stroking my clit
Your fingers are agile -
Tactful our pastime
Like God Cupid with the bow
so you gently glide over me
And I know - unbelievable
I am your most beautiful instrument
Love ๐ Nicole
pluck and paint me criss-cross
You love all my pages
I play more and more every day.
My cave in the middle
you spoil greatly
And you do not tolerate third parties
we are a duo - you and me
Virtuoso are your hands
when they are stroking my clit
Your fingers are agile -
Tactful our pastime
Like God Cupid with the bow
so you gently glide over me
And I know - unbelievable
I am your most beautiful instrument
Love ๐ Nicole
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