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Just my zesty mind
Oh woman let me take it
And fill you well
When to stop
No one could tell
For time would be no issue
When I dick you right
So hot a feeling
All through the night
The season is here for flowers
They start to blossom and grow
Passion is triggered
Hunger for you so
When a plow is needed
Get behind and feel me beat
Nerve endings of my prick
Oh so rewarding a feat
Saturate you in fluid
Is cooling so needed
Or do you ask for more
As you so like being seeded?
And fill you well
When to stop
No one could tell
For time would be no issue
When I dick you right
So hot a feeling
All through the night
The season is here for flowers
They start to blossom and grow
Passion is triggered
Hunger for you so
When a plow is needed
Get behind and feel me beat
Nerve endings of my prick
Oh so rewarding a feat
Saturate you in fluid
Is cooling so needed
Or do you ask for more
As you so like being seeded?
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