FlowersLilacs and cock, your hips are showingLilacs, lilacs, lilacsSports shirt is tight, bury me in your pitsLilacs, lilacs, lilacsHairy hole, cherry lubeShoppers brandLooking for a stemMoaning bitch, cumming on my chestHairy hole, I tied your stemLilacs, lilacs, lilacsAgnes Varda, your shift is doneCome home, come home, come homeVagabond is waiting, but I can waitLilacs, lilacs, lilacsMy face, your seatCome sit down, your shift is doneLilacs, lilacs, lilacs
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Wow, I really loved the part where you mentioned lilacs! I had never really thought of it like that before.