She’d assumed that like most guys, he fibs,
And god knows she ain’t one of them squibs…
Yep, he’s big… as a horse…
She still fucked him, of course…
She could feel it poking her ribs!
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She’d assumed that like most guys, he fibs,
And god knows she ain’t one of them squibs…
Yep, he’s big… as a horse…
She still fucked him, of course…
She could feel it poking her ribs!