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Don't keep your hands to yourself
Shush, don't even joke about your dad
Your present is down there
Up to take it elbow deep
I want you up
Cheers mate, have a slut
Behind my back without me?
They need no rest, they never stop
If you slip, you'll fall in love
It seems my lessons find you horny
Delicate as a petal
Moan, groan and cum
No reason to be shy
A break from boys
You are my meal
Hope goes with everything
We can work or we can fuck
I love helping your guys perform
She knows the drill and loves the thrill
Alohomora your legs