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I linger in the mind of dark and misty night, There your are in m daze ring in sight.

I picture the sensations I desire on your body, Your better than hot your more than a Hotty.

I picture us, in a warm satin bed. With your favorite color, a dark and desirable red. I can

smell that designative smell of that, mysterious calone. Its gravels my mind, and fills it like foam.

How witty the taste of your penis so, how sweet yet succulent your skin. I desire that honey sickle

kisses u lay on my head, its warms my body, like that song "put you to bed. I can never replace

your simple sweet taste, that delectable sensation your dick places in. I love it when u squirm around,

as I lick and swivel around, and around. Your moistly face, that taste like vanilla icing. Its that

touch, that’s gets my pussy fighting. I kiss the air, wishing it was our checks but, then again there

just not as sweet. There not as neat, and can't kiss me like a freak. U are my instant taste, and

that what makes our sex great!