Sometimes I wonder why my feelings turned me into a gun statue upon my bed
then I look at her face,
so free from wrinkles was her face and shining with happiness
she was again the smiling angel
if I say to her I'm felling you in my heart down to my pant
will you allow me slide my fingers
down to your wet pant
I was born to be here, and I'm going to leave you alone till my time is up
pussy so good I don't need wee hours
its 2:30am lets hit the blunts after the sex, then we make love again
thank you
love
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