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honey pot
Baby never took hypnotism
And yet performs it so well...
Titillation through this vibe
Making all my tides collide...
She is floating the dreams
Through her hidden seas...
Her neck, my place to flirt
We then make it introvert...
As we slide into a love knot
Within our loving honey pot...
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