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Mm... Peeking Into My Black Book Of Erotic Fantasies
I have been on an excursion I have connected with my past
Conversing with gentlemen of wealth, sharing meals in great company oh my goodness time does not outlast
I have shaken hands with men of distinguish within their own right
Offers to meet in suites, keys thrown at me and my bestie to share private liaison throughout the night
The High Rollers, the wheelers and the dealers
Hoping for a one-night stand in my sheets to give them that ultimate sexual thriller
On vacation did not have to come out of my pocket
Mm... most men would like to wear my entwined thighs around their neck like a souvenir locket
Five hundred dollars just for a sniff of my cunt, to see me playing with my clit
At... at.. look but don’t touch I am the Diva of my own navigating ship
You like the view when my fingers welcome that wet gush
Come here handsome and hold out your tongue
Yes.. yes.. yes.. go on and savor the flavor of this New Yorker tantalizing butter rum
My sacred yoni is a gift
A taste to your senses under your nostrils the scent will always drift
I have visited so many states. and each state has a story that must be told
Conversing with gentlemen of wealth, sharing meals in great company oh my goodness time does not outlast
I have shaken hands with men of distinguish within their own right
Offers to meet in suites, keys thrown at me and my bestie to share private liaison throughout the night
The High Rollers, the wheelers and the dealers
Hoping for a one-night stand in my sheets to give them that ultimate sexual thriller
On vacation did not have to come out of my pocket
Mm... most men would like to wear my entwined thighs around their neck like a souvenir locket
Five hundred dollars just for a sniff of my cunt, to see me playing with my clit
At... at.. look but don’t touch I am the Diva of my own navigating ship
You like the view when my fingers welcome that wet gush
Come here handsome and hold out your tongue
Yes.. yes.. yes.. go on and savor the flavor of this New Yorker tantalizing butter rum
My sacred yoni is a gift
A taste to your senses under your nostrils the scent will always drift
I have visited so many states. and each state has a story that must be told
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