Caution You Southern Baptist Explicit 🚫

Liar liar pants on fire hanging on a telephone wire. That would be me if I said that I didn't feel the things I do for you. Although in love it's a tricky game, things are never the same. In our fiery affair! Love you honey!

I want to make violent love to you, Sex You Up, and kiss every square inch of your body, including your flowery flower. To caress your breasts, which are my home, to centralize your lips as they are defined cherries.

Then to nip the tip of your tongue with my lips, AI won't even print that. LOL, it's holier than the Southern Baptist Convention. I imagine your thighs and how creamy and beautiful they are and how your back needs to be rubbed and kissed down your spine. Am I Over The Line?

When I hear you say, I'm going too ooh, and ash, mission accomplished. Then I'll focus on kissing your face till your lips and your eyebrows fall off, you're so beautiful, you're so fucking hot, I'm getting too worked up right now! Thinking about you and your hotness, you're awesomeness. 🔥👊✒️✒️☕

You're smart, and you have a degree in sexology 101, a master's degree, and even a PhD, you see. I better mark this NSFW because I can't put in a text what I'm feeling with my massive, you know. Well, I'd like to think so. I can't wait to kiss your butt in a good way. Keep the bed warm for me. Let's do it till it breaks down. I heard that in a song.

~Mmm and mmm me.

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