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She can turn it on if the moon is right it's my own self she wants she takes me dancing into the fire her ******* & hips swinging in time she calls for me hypnotized... I am lost in her scent the dance of desire
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Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 6:58 PM UTC
Dance of desire
She can turn it on if the moon is right it's my own self she wants she takes me dancing into the fire her ******* & hips swinging in time she calls for me hypnotized... I am lost in her scent the dance of desire
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Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 6:58 PM UTC
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