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Make her shout

I'm going down
On her today.
I'm eating it all,
The whole buffet.
Every bite
Brings delight
To her and I.
She's never dry.
I keep her wet
With love & sweat
To let her know
I'm down below.
Her lips, I feel
As my meal.
My lips she feels
From head to heels.
I love her right.
Her lips are tight.
I can't deny
Deep in the thigh.
But I can pretend
It's a dead end
With no way out
But to make her shout.
Written by Zodiax (Rob Washick)
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