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Your **** is my favorite instrument Strumming my fingers between your legs Tuning you up until you’re soaking wet Strings of your juices collect on my fingers As you sing that sweet symphony from your lips I won’t stop playing until the song is over.
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Nov 13, 2024
Nov 13, 2024 at 1:34 AM UTC
Favorite Instrument
Your **** is my favorite instrument Strumming my fingers between your legs Tuning you up until you’re soaking wet Strings of your juices collect on my fingers As you sing that sweet symphony from your lips I won’t stop playing until the song is over.
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Nov 13, 2024
Nov 13, 2024 at 1:34 AM UTC
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