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I would prefer having you in bed, But I can't make a move for you to stay.

Hands right, my temperature is about to disease, how did we get here? That exactly isn't what I think... If I take your shirt out I know what to do when I do, all I need is a slow move. If I kiss your neck, my ear it's best place to breath. Babe, all I do comes deep in. Babe, all I want to feel it's you in. But babe, If I look at you, you stare away.
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Mar 3, 2015
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#away#night#him#you#sex#strangers#process#creating#overexposed
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