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Work

Put my tongue to work
Sensual licks
Till you twerk

Sexual spasms
You release
With my pace
A gradual increase

Black robe spread
Save your baby oil
For another time

I’m here right now
To claim your soul
As mine

Forgiving your ex
Now your thanking him
For his betrayal

Without his infidelity
You wouldn’t have met me

And this euphoric pleasure
Is off the scale

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