sump times your naughty girl

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                          i felt that

                    that special thing
                             boyz 
                          like mine
                           engage
   
                             yup
                             that
                        that thump
                    that heavy damn
                            Bump
                             that 
                            kisss
                           yessss
                              'til
                    yourn limbs split
                              'til
                         feverishly
                      yourn wriggle
                           baffles  
                            mine
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