OUR FIRST TIME

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Our time number one.
It was so much fun.
We never wanted it to be done.
We never wanted it be through,
New.
 
Something was real.
Good, was how we both did feel.
 She would not squealing
Good, she was feeling.
 "Don't stop, I'm gonna pop," she did say.]
I knew we were on our way.
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