Nancy
Your Double D's
I yearn for them
Every time you bend over
My thirst needs to be quenched
But in my defense though...
You make me feel intense
Keeping me in suspense
With your beautiful milky ****
Nancy
Your Double D's
I want them
Every time I see that cleavage
I want to put my sausage in it
If you know what I mean
Oh, was that too obscene?
I didn't mean to blaspheme
But your double D's are like cuisine
Fit for a king
But, Nancy, this ode is quite simply for a queen.
Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 5:01 PM UTC
Nancy
Your Double D's
I yearn for them
Every time you bend over
My thirst needs to be quenched
But in my defense though...
You make me feel intense
Keeping me in suspense
With your beautiful milky ****
Nancy
Your Double D's
I want them
Every time I see that cleavage
I want to put my sausage in it
If you know what I mean
Oh, was that too obscene?
I didn't mean to blaspheme
But your double D's are like cuisine
Fit for a king
But, Nancy, this ode is quite simply for a queen.
An appreciation ode for a girl who I used to know... and her *******
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