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Lunchtime

How is your lunch?

I wish right now
I was eating mine!

You, on a platter
My favorite dish

Grant me my wish
So I can grant
Your every desire

Tasty little treat
Let me make your day complete

Your passion drips
Down my chin
As I stick
Two fingers in

Massaging your g
As I tongue your clit
And caress your tit

I wanna consume your soul
Out ya body
And as you tremble
You die a little bit

Damn,
I can taste you!

You’re so fucking delicious

Enjoy your lunch!

Because I damn sure enjoyed mine!
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