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Real to Her
There was once a girl, a girl named Carolyne.
She had many imaginary friends, but her favorite was the one called Dime.
Dime was special, knew something the other imaginaries did not.
Her childish curiosity got the best of her when he revealed his cock,
How come only he had this and not the others?
Oh how she wanted to tell her mother.
But inside she knew she wanted to keep this secret all hers.
Dime was only the friend she allowed to reach up her skirts.
As time carried on, Carolyne grew older & more imaginaries disappeared.
Dime, her favorite, stuck around, but losing him was one of her fears.
As children, he was young as well, but now an adult, he was too.
After so many years, so many nights, they have many techniques they do.
Carolyne, never knew why she called him dime, until she was older,
When she finally let him take her virginity, sticking it in, hard as a boulder.
Ten inches of thick, hard pulsing dick shoved deep into her virgin flower.
Fast breathing, sweating, moaning load because her parents were away,
When it was over and done, she didn't want to shower.
Now both 23, they have engaged in more exciting acts such as orgies.
Imagining up new friends just for a night of pleasure, no sleep.
Imaginary gangbangs, oh so real to Carolyne,
Dicks of different sizes, none could match Dimes.
His smooth fingers caressing the outer lips of her flower, teasing,
Kissing her neck ever so softly, he knew what to, what was pleasing.
He deflowered her, made her the sex monster she is today and will always be.
She loves real men, but could get never get rid of dime,
lucky for her he's someone they can't see.
Imaginary love affair, Dime always fucks her good when they leave
Bending her over, shoving his dime deep in her pussy
Leaving sheets drenched in her sweet cum, hot sweat
He leaves her feeling like he will always be the best yet.
He is real in her mind, and real to her body.
He's the reason she's so naughty.
Imaginary sex, imaginary lovemaking with Dime,
How can something not real, give such a good time?
She had many imaginary friends, but her favorite was the one called Dime.
Dime was special, knew something the other imaginaries did not.
Her childish curiosity got the best of her when he revealed his cock,
How come only he had this and not the others?
Oh how she wanted to tell her mother.
But inside she knew she wanted to keep this secret all hers.
Dime was only the friend she allowed to reach up her skirts.
As time carried on, Carolyne grew older & more imaginaries disappeared.
Dime, her favorite, stuck around, but losing him was one of her fears.
As children, he was young as well, but now an adult, he was too.
After so many years, so many nights, they have many techniques they do.
Carolyne, never knew why she called him dime, until she was older,
When she finally let him take her virginity, sticking it in, hard as a boulder.
Ten inches of thick, hard pulsing dick shoved deep into her virgin flower.
Fast breathing, sweating, moaning load because her parents were away,
When it was over and done, she didn't want to shower.
Now both 23, they have engaged in more exciting acts such as orgies.
Imagining up new friends just for a night of pleasure, no sleep.
Imaginary gangbangs, oh so real to Carolyne,
Dicks of different sizes, none could match Dimes.
His smooth fingers caressing the outer lips of her flower, teasing,
Kissing her neck ever so softly, he knew what to, what was pleasing.
He deflowered her, made her the sex monster she is today and will always be.
She loves real men, but could get never get rid of dime,
lucky for her he's someone they can't see.
Imaginary love affair, Dime always fucks her good when they leave
Bending her over, shoving his dime deep in her pussy
Leaving sheets drenched in her sweet cum, hot sweat
He leaves her feeling like he will always be the best yet.
He is real in her mind, and real to her body.
He's the reason she's so naughty.
Imaginary sex, imaginary lovemaking with Dime,
How can something not real, give such a good time?
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