In my first class with Frink .
Gloria:
Dress me the color of your essence
ripe fruit prohibited
devours my lips, open your legs
we play once again to merge
Draw with your hands my back
see, my breast with infinite trace
still shaking all land
and closes with an orgasm this rite
You, my fingers sweet dynamite
you, pace of life in my life
you, blood, clitoris, pores turned
partem and transparent me again
will be adrenaline in my body.
know, are you woman, my desire.
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