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THE EXTENSION OF YOUR SOUL
The extension of your soul -
yes, that stiff north-pointing pole -
fills my wet and willing hole.
Two halves - you, me - now one whole.
Your hips within my hips roll
as we romp beyond control,
My long nails in back cajole
you to our mutual goal,
when we flow over like bowl.
yes, that stiff north-pointing pole -
fills my wet and willing hole.
Two halves - you, me - now one whole.
Your hips within my hips roll
as we romp beyond control,
My long nails in back cajole
you to our mutual goal,
when we flow over like bowl.
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