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'o' My Ma-Ma Mu
An unborn baby, From the womb, Scratched the belly, Over and over of its mom; She minded not once; But when was frequent, Rubbing her belly she fondled; Oh! You impish, Don't tickle with your tiny nail; No-no baby I feel too pain; Again a scratch, But this time it had sound; O mu, ye ma-ma mu, I feel thee, it's so sweet, Thy touch embellishes, My tender body, My heart vacillates in festal; When thou cohere papa in sleep, I feel so warmth; Stimulates my soul, Feel like sleeping, In the middle of both; When papa flirts, Thy 'no-no' vibrating sound, Turns my ears on, Feel thy playful deeds; All I feel, thy surroundings, Good mood or bad; 'O' my ma-ma mu, Thou carry, endure all pain, Thou made for me, A doll of mine; 'O' my ma-ma mu, I am so tempted, Pull me out from thy womb, Can't wait, no more; Want to suckle and play, With thy mammary glands; I imagine in all my dreams, Sexy suckling sound, Ooon-mu-mu-moo, Cohering thou, touching thy chest; Thy lap is paradise, Made of silky skin; Let me take my place; Please let me out; © sadashivan nair
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