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Fuck the system by which we live (Other) by Lucifer
To be in your arms would make shout OH GOD, MMM just to touch that bod I think you got a big cock, makes me think of a dress sock Me I move faster than the clock, Just wait till I leave you in shock You say you like it rough, I'll make sure you've had more than enough You tried to call my bluff and I'll still grab ur stuff I'll make you hard, thank god it's not made o' lard I'll leave you marred, try not to make you scarred You'll be to busy moanin' to bother with words to say the things I'd do make my dad's hair go grey I'll make you scream in a way that'd make you sway I'll bite ur neck, make sure my teeth leave more than a speck There is a way to put me in check Fight in one direction back, then you could defeat me in the sack The thong I wear is black, and does that mean jack? You think I am callow, how can that be if I am shallow? You leave me weak, I'm so horny I'd even bang a geek The way I groove is in freak, God I gotta take a leak Tickle me and make me squeak, I'll bite down to make you shriek There is no stint so cluck boo and the mint Again in your eyes that malicious glint Now it's ur turn to make me feel the pain, go ahead beat me with a cane My favorite place is in the rain, what makes you think I feign It's just not the same when your the one to blame If I scream like a banshee you did what made me happy I'll let you stick that frozen bass up my ass What I say may be crass do I give a dang 'bout class I'd more than once acted as whore, just not to be a bore I'd said no more guys once before And after I met you what the cluck, how bout one more A good place to shag is at the shore, got to make a stop by the store Now you got ur pocket full o'rubbers, add in a few clubbers Now we got the orgy so lets tape it for others to see I'll give such a dance in your lap, that you'd think the come is on tap I'm done with you there isn't even a scrap, for me you've set a trap on my ass I get a sharp slap, don't you dare take a nap For if you shut ur eye, next thing you know I'm humping your thigh Never thought of being shy, so what if I feel like clucking a guy Get drunk on whisky and rye, after that down comes the fly So say what you want I'll still cluck you stitch :-D<=8 :-D<=8 :-D<=8 :-D<=8 :-D<=8 :-D<=8 :-D<=8 like my pictures?

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