Where the voices of whores drown low frequencies
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One of these shmaras today I will fuck in the shower
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Filks are dripping, we don't give a fuck, sluts are happy
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For lavandos they will pick up a cobblestone on a fang and take it in the ass
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I see the target: her look is corrupt
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The gap becomes wet, and you give in any way,
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And how was it? |
Beauties, why can't you sleep?
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Until they rolled over, I saw betrayal in their faces
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There is a hard option to grab
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Bixam gives balls, bare chest
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One more, with deaf brains, treason is gone
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One polishes my dick, we see bushy whores
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The whole evening is ours; |
I remembered the alley, square
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Your blue eyes and how you sucked dick
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Visibly dimmed in my head after zero-fifth
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And, come on, for the cause, bitch, the start command was given
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Movement accelerates the pace, forms foam with the bodies
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Move your ass right, wipe your lipstick off your dick
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I don't want to hear nonsense, anal, blowjob
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Walking in circles, damn, she doesn't know the word "no"
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Smoke and degrees in the head
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I choose the angle
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Pour vodka down your throat
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This is hard porn
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Smoke and degrees in the head
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I choose the angle
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Pour vodka down your throat
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This is hard porn
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Why show off? |
Flowers are not given to whores
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When she spreads her legs, lying belly up
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To hell with the rumors, they say, bitches don't like porn
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Ask about it, driving her dick up to the throat
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First scene: nervous chick screaming
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Like, life is a bitch and does not give to anyone
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I use all the charm, banking vodka into beer
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And the bitch drags herself with a crooked gait
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I went into acceleration, the second scene is at the hut
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Baba is waiting, staggering near the bed
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Straps are falling off my shoulders, bitch, it's time to lie down
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I shake my dick at my mouth, and the damn leak breaks through
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Here is the evening! |
Only an hour are familiar
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Caresses dick with tongue, making sobs and moans
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I'll pull a stricter on a thin bitch neck
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Today the alignment is this: you are the victim, I am the executioner
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Smoke and degrees in the head
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I choose the angle
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Pour vodka down your throat
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This is hard porn
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Smoke and degrees in the head
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I choose the angle
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Pour vodka down your throat
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This is hard porn
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I wouldn't mind her, I don't give her roses
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This larva's mother weaves ribbons into braids at night
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I don't drink coffee with her and don't talk about high
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When that bitch bleeds vaginal juice...
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She needs port, she needs a pin
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So that this hole suddenly begins to squelch and snort
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I'll put her in a cage, put a mask on her head
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I'll whip her with a whip, bitch, I'm not in a fairy tale
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I'll cut my ass with caution, without preliminary caress
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I'll do it in such a way that I'll tear her there, fuck, all the ligaments
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To melt! |
To dry! |
No Vaseline!
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Tired of that one, I throw the second one, it foams into soap
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Quiet plan and liquor, cameras, light, motor
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Here's my porn, it's hardcore!
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The whole ass is bruised, and the sides are dented
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There is a sharp smell of fucking, perfume and tobacco
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Skirt pulled up, cum on ass, on thighs
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Drinking buckets are drunk, but she looks cheerful
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Don't fall out of the frame, I'm having a smoke break, like dinner
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Tighten her belts, listen, besides
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She needs a break to gargle
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Such is my whore, hard porn!
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Smoke and degrees in the head
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I choose the angle
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Pour vodka down your throat
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This is hard porn
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Smoke and degrees in the head
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I choose the angle
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Pour vodka down your throat
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This is hard porn |