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my hips, my *** the insides of my thighs Don't need to give her tips because they're true, already tried, And she asks without a word (i never knew consent to be so smooth) I've never had a lover just a love Now *** is never 'wrong'. Then there I was, excited- The question hit me straight- "are you queer now?" No, I'm with a girl, she's lesbian bait; Don't criticize her anatomy.
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Jan 11, 2024
Jan 11, 2024 at 4:04 PM UTC
"are you queer now?"
my hips, my *** the insides of my thighs Don't need to give her tips because they're true, already tried, And she asks without a word (i never knew consent to be so smooth) I've never had a lover just a love Now *** is never 'wrong'. Then there I was, excited- The question hit me straight- "are you queer now?" No, I'm with a girl, she's lesbian bait; Don't criticize her anatomy.
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Jan 11, 2024
Jan 11, 2024 at 4:04 PM UTC
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