Finger Me Sex Box

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How some hot fingers touch a erotically hard hit of her box
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His finger's on College time
My Sex Box firey flame
That sexy Lex anal
What an aroused apex
He lingers come hither
With his erotic fingers do her
My body fit's tight sticking to
his hanger

He holds her to bang and attach her
He undresses me the bell rings fling dong
He's the stranger her body pleaser
with the merger
His finger erotic side of danger
Her boobs bathed but she crashed
Beguiled ballistic circus joggler
He fingers me sex box feels her
He fingers coffee to mug her
How his hands could gag her
Her fund of trust more thrust

the years the cocks still on
He's right on her cervix
What a hot date that sexy Lex
T terrible mix all erotic love Trix
Those hot fingers tight dress of latex.
Her skin is hot no Botox. Her Ex came
The sex world is out to vex you finger game
To control you. She is the ancient Aztez
Who exactly knows you different names
The lustful bust of Liz

Sex porn arm candy Pez he locked you
Your wearing your Burlesque rocks
He is on your edge of ecstasy
by the docks
Your in your duplex he hurt you
She's wiping her eyes kinky kleenex
Someone else is deliciously on his way
Ferocious Felix sex Matrix
Please don't look at the clock on the rising
The business of the "Cock Planet"
So college babe surprising
Your Porn body collection he's the Hornet
Oh! Darn, it should we forget it?
The next morning she was creaming him
Her sexy trim body and lips creamy lox
Who was next to open her beauty or beast box

Those roaming fingers became born again
Your sex box bodies uncontrollable pain
Cock and stocks will never be the same
Your sex box you got all the goodies.
He went inside your flame.
The box holds the key in your name

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