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THE EVENT
THE EVENT.
THERE I WAS, AND THERE SHE WAS GLEAMING WITH CURVES IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES LYING FLAT ON HER BACK NAKED AND COLD LONGING TO BE FINGERED AND WORMED BY THE RIGHT TOUCH, RIGHT BEATAND MELODY.
(CHORUS)) WRITE TOUCH, WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH BE, AND MELODY .
COULDN’T HELP MYSELF NO LONGER SO I WALKED ON OVER LIKE A ROVER GAVE HER PLUG-IN SENT HER JUICES FLOWING AND IN RETURN SHE GAVE A SCREECHING MOAN FOLLOWED BY IM A READY TONE.
(CHORUS) FOR THE RIGHT TOUCH BE RIGHT MELODY WHITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BE RIGHT MELODY, WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY,WHITH THE RIGHT.
I FELT HER, BUT ONLY WITH THE GENTLE TOUCH ENOUGH TO PUT HER INTO AN INSTANT VIBE AND LETTING OUT AN EVEN MORE REMEMBERAL MOAN. WHY STOP THERE. I ASKED MYSELF, SO I TOUCHED HER AGAIN. THIS TIME, SLIDING MY FINGER UP A LITTLE BIT MORE AND SURE ENOUGH SHE PULLED ANOTHER MOAN THAT HIT THE RIGHT TONE.
WITH THE RIGHT BEAT AND MELODY, WITH THE RIGHT BEAT AND MELODY
ANOTHER MOAN FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER FLOWING TOGETHER WITH THE RIGHT BEAT AND MELODY ONLY TO MAKE A TONE WHICH I ONCE KNOW.
FORCES TO GREAT TO LET ME STOP SO I FIGURED HER FOR AN HOUR ON, TO MY FINGERS BLISTERED AND I COULD GO NO MORE.
WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY,
SHE WAS A RIFF THAT DEFTLY MADE ME STIFF AND BEGGING TO FIND ANOTHER SPOT ON HER LUSCIOUS SELF SO I CAN FIND AND LISTEN TO THE MOANS OF THE RIGHT TONES , TO REMIND ME OF A MORE HAPPIER AND ENJOYABLE TIME IN WHICH I ONCE KNOWN.
(CHORUS) WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY, WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY.
THERE I WAS, AND THERE SHE WAS GLEAMING WITH CURVES IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES LYING FLAT ON HER BACK NAKED AND COLD LONGING TO BE FINGERED AND WORMED BY THE RIGHT TOUCH, RIGHT BEATAND MELODY.
(CHORUS)) WRITE TOUCH, WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH BE, AND MELODY .
COULDN’T HELP MYSELF NO LONGER SO I WALKED ON OVER LIKE A ROVER GAVE HER PLUG-IN SENT HER JUICES FLOWING AND IN RETURN SHE GAVE A SCREECHING MOAN FOLLOWED BY IM A READY TONE.
(CHORUS) FOR THE RIGHT TOUCH BE RIGHT MELODY WHITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BE RIGHT MELODY, WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY,WHITH THE RIGHT.
I FELT HER, BUT ONLY WITH THE GENTLE TOUCH ENOUGH TO PUT HER INTO AN INSTANT VIBE AND LETTING OUT AN EVEN MORE REMEMBERAL MOAN. WHY STOP THERE. I ASKED MYSELF, SO I TOUCHED HER AGAIN. THIS TIME, SLIDING MY FINGER UP A LITTLE BIT MORE AND SURE ENOUGH SHE PULLED ANOTHER MOAN THAT HIT THE RIGHT TONE.
WITH THE RIGHT BEAT AND MELODY, WITH THE RIGHT BEAT AND MELODY
ANOTHER MOAN FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER FLOWING TOGETHER WITH THE RIGHT BEAT AND MELODY ONLY TO MAKE A TONE WHICH I ONCE KNOW.
FORCES TO GREAT TO LET ME STOP SO I FIGURED HER FOR AN HOUR ON, TO MY FINGERS BLISTERED AND I COULD GO NO MORE.
WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY,
SHE WAS A RIFF THAT DEFTLY MADE ME STIFF AND BEGGING TO FIND ANOTHER SPOT ON HER LUSCIOUS SELF SO I CAN FIND AND LISTEN TO THE MOANS OF THE RIGHT TONES , TO REMIND ME OF A MORE HAPPIER AND ENJOYABLE TIME IN WHICH I ONCE KNOWN.
(CHORUS) WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY, WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY WITH THE RIGHT TOUCH RIGHT BEAT RIGHT MELODY.
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