A/N: this is what happens when you have magnetic words on your refrigerator and have too much to drink.
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Elaborate visions of smooth gorgeous men
I am a goddess
Pound, beat his enormous size and spray its milk to me
Worship my skin
Manipulate bare luscious breasts
My petals part for his apparatus
Please, I want to scream and moan
I urge for him to show his pole as I drool and lather my aching peach
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