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This couldn't been an email
Moan, groan and cum
Shush, don't even joke about your dad
If you slip, you'll fall in love
Don't keep your hands to yourself
Behind my back without me?
You are my meal
A break from boys
She knows the drill and loves the thrill
I want you up
Hope goes with everything
I love helping your guys perform
No reason to be shy
They need no rest, they never stop
Alohomora your legs
We can work or we can fuck
It seems my lessons find you horny
Cheers mate, have a slut
Your present is down there
Delicate as a petal
Up to take it elbow deep