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afraid it comes to this
I really must admit, your tits, your eyes, your lipsare staring at me
I'm drooling at the chin
I need to be within, her skin, I want to sinshe stops me and she saysslow down boy, I'm not easydon't want to be a sleazy whoreso I showed her to the dooroverabundancy, and I'm not sorryand girl, you look so good
I really think we should, your hood, with me, I wouldso let's get started
I know I can't resist
I reach over for a kiss, I miss, she ducks, I wishshe gets up and says....then there she was in front of meand it was very plain to seeshe had this gleeming in her eyetold me that she's down for the crimetook me and threw me on the flooras she screamed and begged for meshe said
I'm not sorry
No, I'm not sorry
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