Flee my darling,
Skip away,
and find for you
a happy day!
Go to him,
with looks that kill.
Yes go to him,
and have your fill.
Please don't hold back,
but do it right.
And make this eve,
a wicked night!
Oh yes my sweet
my darling one,
I love it when,
you make them cum!
Those lips, that ass, and cherry fine.
Spread out a Hot and Naughty way.
'Twas tender mine
our wedding day.
Foolish me to've ever thought
to let you stray, would make you stay.
But never fear to me return,
to kiss away your aching burn.
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