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I made myself cum
Is there something wrong
Hmm!
Grabbing my own, breast
Rubbing my kitty, cat, cat
Putting my breast, upon my tongue
Is there something wrong
Making myself burst
Making it flare
Vibrate in, my own fantasy
Feel the warmth, between my thighs
Making them shake
Is there something wrong
Making my eyes roll back
Feel the wetness on my finger tips
Arch my back and explode
Is there something wrong
Baby, it isn't you
I didn't make cum
Or, is it so wrong
I made myself cum
D.L.V
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