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COMING ON STRONG
After the date he was coming on strong,
With each breast of mine in hand, like King Kong.
Through his trousers his tool felt stiff and long.
He could tell, through my skirt, I'd just a thong.
I saw he'd been commando all along.
With his pants down, it stood up like a prong.
With each breast of mine in hand, like King Kong.
Through his trousers his tool felt stiff and long.
He could tell, through my skirt, I'd just a thong.
I saw he'd been commando all along.
With his pants down, it stood up like a prong.
Published 16th Jan 2019
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