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Her Spot(s)
Hitting your Spot
I know the spot
That makes you hot
I'll push those buttons
Until all of a sudden
Your skin will blush
Your pussy will gush
In you with every hump
Your flesh riddled with goosebumps
Eyes rolling back and toes curl
Thats right I take care of my girl
You explode with pleasure
that cannot be measured
That's it Baby
let me drive you crazy
Give y...
Monday 17th February 2020 4:12 pm
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