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Machine Love
I hear you going, vroom vroom....
Vroom.
slam your hood on me, in me
Your cabin, Our cabin. Small pine tree.
Will I get lucky, lemme roll your dice
The scent of black ice got me like
Lets play dirty. Call me junkyard.
We go forward then reverse. Your hole is hard.
Two balls, two wheels, one HEART, one night
My dick is sooty, your lights are bright
Let's go home to the garage, shut the door
youre mine. Crumbs on the floor
The detailing bill is very high.
Vroom.
slam your hood on me, in me
Your cabin, Our cabin. Small pine tree.
Will I get lucky, lemme roll your dice
The scent of black ice got me like
Lets play dirty. Call me junkyard.
We go forward then reverse. Your hole is hard.
Two balls, two wheels, one HEART, one night
My dick is sooty, your lights are bright
Let's go home to the garage, shut the door
youre mine. Crumbs on the floor
The detailing bill is very high.
Published 10th May 2020
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11th May 2020 6:26am
Cuh... if you really are “new to this”- I am legit intimidated by your talent. Out the gate like some sorta prodigy. Like you were born with that erotica gift, “Call me junkyard” “two balls, two wheels” “my dick
Is sooty”- where you come from? You challenge me.
Is sooty”- where you come from? You challenge me.
11th May 2020 8:54am
