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Feb 2022
Submit to me,
your weakness,
for I am the antidote,
that will cure your desire.
In ways your soul will admire.
Give me your body,
and I,
will satisfy,
your needs,
with the pleasure,
I will apply,
in ways ,
you can't deny,
the urge swelling,
between your thighs.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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