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Mm..The Taste Of Sin City
Oh, sweet mercy... give me your manly heat
Serenade my soul like there’s no one around to hear us as you kiss each toe upon my feet
Make sweet love to the gateway of my mind
Intoxicate me as I fall for your smooth lines
Beautiful words you scale upon my Creole fragranced skin
Echoing the loss within the need, pools of ecstasy drowning you in rapture once you ease in
Oh yes, I feel the silhouette of your palms blanket... parting my snatch for a pinkish view
Wetting your fingers… ooo… in and out, smelling, then tasting that coated dew
Oh, this thinking had made me hot, do not mind me if I scoot my chair back, legs gapped on my desk
Can you see me... yes… I know my downy hair strands are super wet
Fine tune in your computer screen let me strip for you like we just met
Yes, right there… close your eyes and feel me, lean in closer
Head bend back… watch me as this pussy become a super soaker
Oh Go baby.. wait… wait… mm… here it cums
Fingers jiggling, wiggling, slit juices massaged into my tit
Oh, God yes… body trembling... I love your expressive eyes loving from what I just done
Mm… oh yes… that is why I call it my trickling butter rum
Tell me now handsome.... do you want some…
Carnal pleasure of your wide, the hard gift dipping inside me until the rise of the sun
Serenade my soul like there’s no one around to hear us as you kiss each toe upon my feet
Make sweet love to the gateway of my mind
Intoxicate me as I fall for your smooth lines
Beautiful words you scale upon my Creole fragranced skin
Echoing the loss within the need, pools of ecstasy drowning you in rapture once you ease in
Oh yes, I feel the silhouette of your palms blanket... parting my snatch for a pinkish view
Wetting your fingers… ooo… in and out, smelling, then tasting that coated dew
Oh, this thinking had made me hot, do not mind me if I scoot my chair back, legs gapped on my desk
Can you see me... yes… I know my downy hair strands are super wet
Fine tune in your computer screen let me strip for you like we just met
Yes, right there… close your eyes and feel me, lean in closer
Head bend back… watch me as this pussy become a super soaker
Oh Go baby.. wait… wait… mm… here it cums
Fingers jiggling, wiggling, slit juices massaged into my tit
Oh, God yes… body trembling... I love your expressive eyes loving from what I just done
Mm… oh yes… that is why I call it my trickling butter rum
Tell me now handsome.... do you want some…
Carnal pleasure of your wide, the hard gift dipping inside me until the rise of the sun
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