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How To Play With Yourself - 101

Middle of the day
nothing else to do
fire's burning deep
thinking mad of you

It's not of who you're with
or of where you are
just a hand is needed
and thoughts beyond the stars

Close your eyes and disappear
let her love linger in your mind
unzip your fly, come whip it out
for here passion you will find

No need for lube or any oil
a little spit will do
yank her hard with all yer might
and put a finger in your loo

Now one might say it's not the same
the breasts do more excite
but trust me class you'll never know
until that fated squirted white



* Now class you can all go
    fuck yourselves !!
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