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sugar coated afrodesiacswe took two with a glass of water, now we melt to liquiddripping past slow easy access, stars clear upshe takes me for a ride like a little cowgirl with a fifth of liqour as a stirrupas i lick up chocolate syrup, from her inside thighohoaw peaches, inside i'm speachlessit's feeling filthy (2x)her tongue in a kiss, my hands on her hips, frivolously speaking for our lipstripping balls, dripping salt (3x) i shook her sugary legsshe doesn't ask, insistingwondering if feel anything yet, whether or not it's hit meslipping past any sort of velvet rope chastitymy tongue can't talk a word, no way to make this awkward in this fast citylingerie glowing in the dark, i'll give the lace a pullset a quicker pace, she is irreplacableit's feeling filthy (2x)her tongue in a kiss, my hands on her hips, frivolously speaking for our lipstripping balls, dripping salt (3x), i shook her sugary legs From Letras Mania