I’m sorry, my breasts were never meant to look like they’re jumping out at you like 3-D
I’m not a Broadway cinema, sit in the right seat just to stare at the center of my chest
You can eat the extra buttery popcorn
You’ll never oil my bottom, tinting my skin
On the screen, see me arch for another man
Let me be a woman enjoying my pleasures
Look me in the eyes as I make my moans
Don’t buy a ticket just to see my holes
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Author:
Nerd (
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- Category: Erotic
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