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Jun 2018
When he covers my mouth
I know it’s about to be good
He laid a blanket for me
On the ground
A pillow for my head
My hair, being pulled

He turns me around
Grasps my waist
Like he can’t wait
To tease me
and make me scream
Tie me up and use me

Harder hitting
Hurts, it hurts, but I like it
Oh, Babe. Best I ever had. Come back. I'm not finished yet.
Written by
ivy  F
(F)   
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   Alysia Marie and Mark Tilford
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