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Moans of ecstasy at your caress Gaping sighs at you sliding your finger under my dress Soaring across all the right places And stimulating my pleasure at the right places Making you wait until at least a year Who know my pleasure It’s only you who would hear You made me wet that i true But who can hear my pleasure It was still only you
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Sep 4, 2020
Sep 4, 2020 at 5:42 PM UTC
We can fake it as good as men
Moans of ecstasy at your caress Gaping sighs at you sliding your finger under my dress Soaring across all the right places And stimulating my pleasure at the right places Making you wait until at least a year Who know my pleasure It’s only you who would hear You made me wet that i true But who can hear my pleasure It was still only you
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Sep 4, 2020
Sep 4, 2020 at 5:42 PM UTC
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