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What I will do to you
Well, it's that moment you come home.
You find her in that short dress,
ask you how your day was .
You're busy staring at her biting you're lip getting ready to pounce on her...
But then again patience is a virtue
But then again,no its actuay true
The way I hold her push her towards the wall,
She's prepared to fall , but she doesn't know am in controll, I have her pinned to the wall. She's trapped with nowhere to run,she thinks of ideas but there is none.
She willingly let's her body be controlled by my eyes,I kiss her softly then towards her neck,am ready for that fruit cake
As am heading down south,she can feel it, my mouth. By then we're already on the floor,my tongue getting ready to explore.
Rule no one don't withe clit,am kissing her thighs and spreading her legs for that perfect split.....
You find her in that short dress,
ask you how your day was .
You're busy staring at her biting you're lip getting ready to pounce on her...
But then again patience is a virtue
But then again,no its actuay true
The way I hold her push her towards the wall,
She's prepared to fall , but she doesn't know am in controll, I have her pinned to the wall. She's trapped with nowhere to run,she thinks of ideas but there is none.
She willingly let's her body be controlled by my eyes,I kiss her softly then towards her neck,am ready for that fruit cake
As am heading down south,she can feel it, my mouth. By then we're already on the floor,my tongue getting ready to explore.
Rule no one don't withe clit,am kissing her thighs and spreading her legs for that perfect split.....
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