Hungry

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Just two ladies hungry for loving.
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I eat women and so does my wife
When we're together it sure is nice
I eat her, she eats me,
From the outside, only one they see

I love her, I’m am a feast
With a touch of hands, one becomes three
I love it when she opens her mouth
Her lips are an entrance, a door to our house

She takes me in and all is done
Once many rooms, roofed into one
She swallows me whole and I am gone
A slip and slide to the heart of the fawn

She has her fill, love radiates out
That's when she moves to the room in the south
She finishes when the windows scream with steam
Now it's my turn. It's time to feed.

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