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Tales of Torture

Give her cock once and she starts to catch a feeling
Girl I'm only here so my cock can catch a kneeling
I'm not here to shine your apple, my banana just needs peeling
So orange you gonna get to it, are we gonna finish dealing
Call it blackjack if bruised when the dirty deed is done
Hit me, hit me, hit my sack, I say til twenty-one
You know what, just keep going, just keep punishing my ween
I pass two-one, so my nuts bust, I got fucked by a queen
The goal was to hit twenty-one, but her age just reached sixteen
But before we get all judgy and rude, I just passed age eighteen
Yes I know that is a felony, trust me I am well aware
But I'll be damned, my o sweet Melany, her torture skills are rare.
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