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Friday, February 18, 2022

Getting low, getting in the know, show you where to go, blow you in the showroom, flow into the pool, blow you in the pool room, zoom with strangers on my iPhone.

I never knew you when I needed you the most. Host me for the holidays, share a bed and I’ll give you head.

I’m lost in your eyes, I hate your lies, I’ve been with a few guys, but you’re the one I imagine when…

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