My Loins Are Aflame
Burning with passion my loins are aflame
My eyes are round, basically going insane
She's primed and ready
My mind's like spaghetti
Her stuff make me quiver, pulls this guy's chain
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2017
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