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Woman On My Bed
She lays sprawled out on my bed, scantly clothed What she does wear is very revealing There’s not a part of her that can be loathed I loved looking at her, surely seeing What she does wear is very revealing She lays in a provocative manner I loved looking at her, surely seeing My eyes are open, she then seems wilder She lays in a provocative manner With a large crooked grin, leading me on My eyes are open, she then seems wilder Passion is high, we will mate until dawn With a large crooked grin, leading me on She motions for me to get into bed Passion is high, we will mate until dawn There’s not a thing I’d rather do instead She motions for me to get into bed We hold each other close, being as one There’s not a thing I’d rather do instead She lovingly touches my forehead some We hold each other close, being as one There’s not a part of her that can be loathed She lovingly touches my forehead some She lays sprawled out on my bed, scantly clothed Russell Sivey
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