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A Horny Bull
There’s a forsaken bed.
A bed that always remains me of what we had.
Damn memories that make me feeling so sad.
Rough sex i missed so bad.
There’s something i missed to smell.
Your pussy that I always clean.
The pussy that I’ve always seen.
A scent of pussy that smells like the salty ocean.
There’s a bunch of things i’m remembering now.
Your soft yummy booty I love to draw.
Angelic beauty and body of snow.
A horney bull I became wow.
A bed that always remains me of what we had.
Damn memories that make me feeling so sad.
Rough sex i missed so bad.
There’s something i missed to smell.
Your pussy that I always clean.
The pussy that I’ve always seen.
A scent of pussy that smells like the salty ocean.
There’s a bunch of things i’m remembering now.
Your soft yummy booty I love to draw.
Angelic beauty and body of snow.
A horney bull I became wow.
Published 5th May 2012
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