Confused kid

Insomnia Erotica


My petite lady make me sweat, show me those desires that make you wet
Show me the crazy you hide from the public's eyes
As I drop the hot wax and lick your thick thighs
You can see it to, my damaged brain is ready for anything
Don't trim the bushes, I want to devour you like an animal
As I open your legs and lick, still you start trembling



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