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Smooth talker
Feel the soft and sweet notes being blown from my lips to your ear
Move you body to the rhythm of the spaces in my speech
Let all restrictions disappear
Allow me to taste the sweetness of your peach
Have my true intentions become clear
Now your climax will be reached
I see in your expression that your tears are sincere
And pleasure fulfilled by the curling of you feet...
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