But your ire is so delightful
And since I’ve run out of luck
Let us fuck, let us fuck, let us fuck
Man your lips show signs of poutin’
And those tits are ripe for outin’
With knees down low for a suck
Lets us fuck, let us fuck, let us fuck
When you finally let up with sighs
How I’ll hate to see you turn
But if you give my lap your thighs
I’ll make your sweet pussy burn
And your ire is slowly sating
And, my dear, you’re still gyrating
But my long cock will make you buck
Let us fuck, let us fuck, let us fuck
When you finally let up with a sigh
How this rubber’s so unjust
But as long as I make that rubber fly
All the way home my cock’ll thrust
And your ire is slowly sating
And, my dear, you’re still gyrating
But since we’re pushing our luck
Let us fuck, let us fuck, let us fuck!
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