no turning back, by April BLue
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no turning back loveRR eye figure honey
squeeze youRR homeBoy under the CoveRR
cross his palm with youRR Mafia MOney
than call youRR Biotch over RoveRR
no turning back the blood stained sheets
circle Tongue a Cross the Rim DareLing
pull down hard on CumRaid Cock in Pleats
enChant the GentleMan U once thought SparkLing
no turning back HateRR eye figure there Foe
grab ass freeforall with preCise innstruction
suck hole of forbiDDen deelight with strong Woe
male mating ritual under proper ConStruction
no turning back loveRR eye figure honey
squeeze youRR homeBoy under the CoveRR
cross his palm with youRR Mafia MOKnee
than call youRR Biotch over RoveRR
no turning back the emptiness of a life or two
laughing at the delivery of salvation in church pew
black patent leather shoe with special hose
all ways got to keep a Subbie on her toesss
no turning back the blood stained sheets
circle Tongue a Cross the Helm of Heatsss
Collars and Dog Tags and special Leashes
Cos a Natural Dominnant is One who Teachesss
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Posted: 2005-06-25 08:58:27 UTC |
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