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All I know is all I saw when she bent over. Was those snow leopard print leggings. Were like I want to be holding you tight and making you look right. Category 4 hurricane raining on my candy cane. So much ahhs I almost gave her my last name. Glad the truth came out. Sitting on my face till it turns blue. She knew and knows how to throw it back. Playing patty cake with no hands. I'm not a fool or stupid she only wants me for my bands. It's like cupid shot me when you walked passed by. Had me second guessing myself now you just have me going through hell. How I'm not back there and making it clap till you tap out. Drinking trying to say good bye to them good times and those sweet tan lines. When you would ride my face. I can still remember the taste. Missing you missing the time I spent 45 minutes hitting you from behind. I think you will always have a space in my mind. When you took me for a ride. You also had my life just about made me flat line. My wet dreams are where you reside. Reminiscing when I was inside and that tight squeeze. You were casting spells on your knees with my wand. I just want you till the end of time. I want to go back when you rode me like a sexy roller-coaster. 

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