Through a hole in the wall, as I peek
At her glistening, rounded physique,
As she utters a moan,
And climaxes alone,
I, too, come in my hand and grow weak.
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Through a hole in the wall, as I peek
At her glistening, rounded physique,
As she utters a moan,
And climaxes alone,
I, too, come in my hand and grow weak.