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I go to sleep, hoping I dream of you
I love the stare in your eyes, they are always true
I like how you tickle down my fantasy
with so much artistory and finesse
Stride me, queen bee
and excite the fire in me
Lock me in your warm embrace
I love those mamalian caress
and them kisses too
I will hold you down my 32.
I love the stare in your eyes, they are always true
I like how you tickle down my fantasy
with so much artistory and finesse
Stride me, queen bee
and excite the fire in me
Lock me in your warm embrace
I love those mamalian caress
and them kisses too
I will hold you down my 32.
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