In her nightie, she looked rather fetching,
The way it was clinging and stretching.
She’d give him a screw,
Try the deep-throat thing too,
Which she still couldn’t do without retching!
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In her nightie, she looked rather fetching,
The way it was clinging and stretching.
She’d give him a screw,
Try the deep-throat thing too,
Which she still couldn’t do without retching!