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Sorry I tore your clothes right off, yes I did throw them on the floor, in my defence you're gorgeous and I couldn't wait no more

I've watched you around the house, I've watched you swerve and sway, I tired my best to behave but now I must have my way

I understand its your favourite underwear, it's also one of mine, but my hunger was just so overwhelming and your perfume smelt devine

And once you came within arms reach, I sort of lost control, I had to get you naked, I wanted you to ride my pole

So I'll buy you new clothes my love, your undies I'll replace, can you please stop arguing and come sit upon my face

Yes I could have asked nicely but I enjoy the rough and tumble, I love it when you put up a fight, I get a extra fumble

So now I've ruined all your clothes, shall we go to bed or do you want to drop to your knees and give a little head

Come on babe don't be mad, it's your fault for being hot, I'm stuck with this massive hard on, so will you help or not

Oh yes that's it babe, you simply rock me to my core, as for your destroyed clothes, we'll simply buy some more

Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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