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Dry vagina
Achingly dry
You could touch it
And dust would dart by
Screaming as you enter it
( please can somebody pass me the vaseline)
Hurts when you're thrusting in it
Hasn't been touched in years
But you're releasing my fears
And with a bit of vaso I can enjoy this sensation my dears.
You could touch it
And dust would dart by
Screaming as you enter it
( please can somebody pass me the vaseline)
Hurts when you're thrusting in it
Hasn't been touched in years
But you're releasing my fears
And with a bit of vaso I can enjoy this sensation my dears.
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