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Guarded


You get closer and closer to me and I pull back

You swear I'm your everything but I swear its a nightcap

I dont need a man best believe I never have

Goes back since birth not even my sperm donor dad

Try and touch my heart mind soul?

Only thing you should be touching is my p*ssy, I'm cold

Bus it back deep throat pull on my hair

As long as when we done you dont stare.

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