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Strawberries
She tastes like strawberries
So juicy and sweet
Makes me wanna beat my meat
The perfect amount of tart
It makes me have the warmest heart
As the juices flow
I can feel myself beginning to grow
My dick is ready to commence the show
The seeds in every hole
I cant wait til she sucks my soul
Oh strawberries!
Such a gentle fruit
I cannot wait til she blows me like a flute
Oh strawberries!
The brightest shade of red
I need her head
Oh strawberries!
She tastes of
Soon she will become my dick’s glove
Oh strawberries!
Charlie~
So juicy and sweet
Makes me wanna beat my meat
The perfect amount of tart
It makes me have the warmest heart
As the juices flow
I can feel myself beginning to grow
My dick is ready to commence the show
The seeds in every hole
I cant wait til she sucks my soul
Oh strawberries!
Such a gentle fruit
I cannot wait til she blows me like a flute
Oh strawberries!
The brightest shade of red
I need her head
Oh strawberries!
She tastes of
Soon she will become my dick’s glove
Oh strawberries!
Charlie~
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