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Sweet Girl
Her slender form excites me so
She glares at me with the eyes of a doe
The sweat of her brow and her back
And mascara that runs well with tears
Her pussy swollen over
Bruised flowers are the best
" You hurt me, I'm sore all over. I like it when it hurts."
She says as she soothes herself with another drink
I believe that we're better when we're broken
The gift of past traumas always gets me hard
She is the same, always wet to the touch and good for a fuck
The best head I ever got was that bitch's warm, French throat
Our tristes always ended in a busted nut and empty bags of blow
Oh what times we had
I wished her the best and she wished me dead
All the best sweet girl, and I hope your man gets you off like I used too
Xoxo
She glares at me with the eyes of a doe
The sweat of her brow and her back
And mascara that runs well with tears
Her pussy swollen over
Bruised flowers are the best
" You hurt me, I'm sore all over. I like it when it hurts."
She says as she soothes herself with another drink
I believe that we're better when we're broken
The gift of past traumas always gets me hard
She is the same, always wet to the touch and good for a fuck
The best head I ever got was that bitch's warm, French throat
Our tristes always ended in a busted nut and empty bags of blow
Oh what times we had
I wished her the best and she wished me dead
All the best sweet girl, and I hope your man gets you off like I used too
Xoxo
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