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I’m home
It’s 7 o’clock in the morning and you hear a knock at the door
You feel asleep naked so you grab your robe off the floor
You look through the peephole but you still can’t see
You ask who is it and to your surprise you hear “me”
I grab you you grab me and it all started with a hug
Now I’m kissin all over you and we trip over the rug
From your neck down to your breast my tongue begins to go
Now I’m at your clit and i speed up and then i go slow
You squirt all on my face but i continue to eat it
You pull me up and kiss me then tell me to beat it
I put your legs on my shoulders then slowly slide in
You got the slow jams on so to the beat I’m grinding
It’s love like honey and baby got the surround sound
The beat goin crazy so i had to take her to poundtown
You feel asleep naked so you grab your robe off the floor
You look through the peephole but you still can’t see
You ask who is it and to your surprise you hear “me”
I grab you you grab me and it all started with a hug
Now I’m kissin all over you and we trip over the rug
From your neck down to your breast my tongue begins to go
Now I’m at your clit and i speed up and then i go slow
You squirt all on my face but i continue to eat it
You pull me up and kiss me then tell me to beat it
I put your legs on my shoulders then slowly slide in
You got the slow jams on so to the beat I’m grinding
It’s love like honey and baby got the surround sound
The beat goin crazy so i had to take her to poundtown
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