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Feeling Guilty

Oh he's back, time for my sexual urges Anywhere or time, in seconds he emerges. I've taken control, my body is mine I'll let it out by putting it in a line. I look at her and my heads in a spin Sex really isn't a sin. Our bodies are designed to procreate Building up tension can get you in a state. Hormones are stronger than you'll ever know The feelings are pumping, we want to start the show. It doesn't matter who she be She's breeding and wants a bit of me. She's old enough and says she's on the pill It doesn't matter, her womb I'd never fill. I'll give her something she's never seen Only a rare few are keen. If I could I'd love to find my one Girl to girl really is no fun. There is a girl out there for me In a dream her face I did see. I know what I'm looking for,I'll recognise her face Its a journey, I'm no longer in a race.

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