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The Biggest Walking, Breathing Penis | |||||||||||||
Dickman - the object of all women's desires... Always ready for a booty call Little do we know that's exactly what it is! Licking his lips, kissing yours, He shows you what his body's made for. He comes on faster than a freight train Steaming at the back door...! He starts when he's particularly perky And at once, he shows you the erotic pain of an Elephant mating with a Chihuahua. Once he's charted your waters, he'll always journey far and near to trade his goods for yours. But he won't feel you once more you cower and tremble with your fear of stepping outside to be greeted by The Walking, Breathing Penis. |
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