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Baking
Today we're doing baking, which is fun;
But more delightful when I kneel and suck
Your hardness, as you knead a great big bun
Or make a pie with pastry lid to tuck,
Before you send it oven-wards to brown;
Relax, as I fellate away the ills
You may have; then we'll really go to town:
Please sit me on the table, where the thrills
Of baking may be substituted with
The two and fro of your cock in tight cunt;
As I lie back and you give all you give;
Please take me to a place, where you are wont
To spurt me full of filling no pie crust
Has ever enjoyed - please - oh yes - you must!
But more delightful when I kneel and suck
Your hardness, as you knead a great big bun
Or make a pie with pastry lid to tuck,
Before you send it oven-wards to brown;
Relax, as I fellate away the ills
You may have; then we'll really go to town:
Please sit me on the table, where the thrills
Of baking may be substituted with
The two and fro of your cock in tight cunt;
As I lie back and you give all you give;
Please take me to a place, where you are wont
To spurt me full of filling no pie crust
Has ever enjoyed - please - oh yes - you must!
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