I will eat you up
A piece of your flesh
Don’t tell me to stop
It needs to be fresh
A clean cut
To the bone
Blood to ****
I hear you moan
Let me cook
For both of us
Give it a look
You’re delicious
Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 11:33 AM UTC
I will eat you up
A piece of your flesh
Don’t tell me to stop
It needs to be fresh
A clean cut
To the bone
Blood to ****
I hear you moan
Let me cook
For both of us
Give it a look
You’re delicious
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