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When days go by and I don't get any of that magic stick I start to feel just a little bit sick For you to leave my sheets clean Borders on unthinkably mean Once a week used to be enough for me But after I met you, I started craving your touch constantly Your lips on my neck Your tounge wondering below deck The thrill of your ****** Quickly becoming a pleaseurable must Didn't you know that this milk was a package deal, along with the cow, Great news, huh, wow
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 4:50 PM UTC
Craving
When days go by and I don't get any of that magic stick I start to feel just a little bit sick For you to leave my sheets clean Borders on unthinkably mean Once a week used to be enough for me But after I met you, I started craving your touch constantly Your lips on my neck Your tounge wondering below deck The thrill of your ****** Quickly becoming a pleaseurable must Didn't you know that this milk was a package deal, along with the cow, Great news, huh, wow
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 4:50 PM UTC
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