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UNDER THE SHEETS, OR, DISTURBED
Under the sheets
I hide my teats
when you walk in
without knockin'
upon the door
while I'm in raw,
with not a care
who might be there.
I hide my teats
when you walk in
without knockin'
upon the door
while I'm in raw,
with not a care
who might be there.
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