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Mar 2018
I don't know what the **** happened
but the night ended with me being blown my eeyore,
***** on my bone tomorrow i go home
got something going for me made the ***** moan with my fingers,


raise my hand just to spank that ***
She put on a show to make my **** grow
whoa ******* didn't think i wrote this ****
we both know you love my flow


******* taking off their clothes
who knows how many girls my **** blasted in
make a ***** *** faster than fast
****** you but i didn't make love
***** forgot about me so moved the **** on You aint **** to me now ***
Ben Adam Johnston
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Ben Adam Johnston  16/M/Uk
(16/M/Uk)   
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