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Sugar Mummy

sugar mummy honey old rich mistress so lonely yet so wealthy her desire so close yet so far as she is so eager for love men in her age don't needs her any more and now despite she is rich and wealthy she is now a hunter for love sugar mummy a business honey old rich mistress yet you can never call her old or else hell will rain on earth she always feel young than the youngest girl on the street as she catwalk every time as a model she keeps her eyes open cos she is a hunter she knows the most young boys in her area she knows their needs she knows most of the boys are jobless some homeless she knows most of them are from poor families she knows is easy to catch them young with her showers of wealth sugar mummy a matured young smart chaser oh you are a sweet sixteen the young lover swear as he lays his head on her warm big flat breast in his heart he found a god saint cos now he could dress well eat well drive flashy cars provide for his poor family as his sugar mummy showers him with her material wealth oh sweet sixteen you are sweeter than sugar another bla bla bla as the young fellow lost after her wealth sugar mummy her charm is so strong it killing alot young men out there she possesses alot power yet she possesses alot grives as she glitters with her cosmetic beauty bewarn you young desperate boys out there what ever she gave away? is never for free what ever benefit you gain from her got a price as long as you are under her control you are okay once you say No is better you were not born so you see all that glitters are not gold not even with your sugar mummy

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