Room a catacomb, this ghoul a balloon, with the breath
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from beneath your breast, yes that is best.
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Hug it to me, and the rubber raspberries,
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with wantingly wet mouth I suck... remind me of your gentle fuck.
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Men to be men, must love and pity
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so deeply and secretly.
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Flaccid, I asked for this
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bellow spit rich belly pit moan and blush with hot hormone.
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Wash it from me, this stuff sad and sticky
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blub into the soapsuds, trim my ‘tache and pull the plug.
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Men to be men, must love and pity
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so deeply and secretly.
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How you'd smother me, wetly whisper what you'd like
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Vigil For A Fuddy Duddy
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| Wild Beasts |
