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cant fake that

I hear those un tethered sound
only provoked by my intrduction
thought pleasure not to used
labor ex-hauls and moans
urge me on to that goal  
to that trio that you explode
then you smile
your turn my love
let me feel you let go
that hot rush that warms me so
 
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