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It's Lust

Why I'm funny u ask
Tell me to your dear face
It was lust for sexual
Penetration and it's grace

I truly wanted fingers
Into my pussy with nasty talk
And I was so intellectual upon
The way some women walk

It come off to my nose
As an ah scent to within enclose
And I engraphed as my dear prose
And we made money on our knows

The knowledge we had and
The knowledge of each we teach
And this passionate up close fuck
My pussy as together we eye to eyely





Written by Sandals (Birchel Devon Robinson)
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