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A Taste Of You by Silkyheat © |
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I listen to your silky words and a fire begins to burn You're standing
close behind me My arms encircle,
caress your back This close,
you almost burn me My tongue,
it starts to wander Your body
possesses no place Hot...God,
I'm so hot But of course,
that's not all
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