Mister, excuse me, have we met before?
A glance on your face and now I want more.
You’ll always be welcome to knock on my door.
Inside my house, you can make me your whore.
Allow me, please let me experience you firsthand.
You can possess me while I’m doing a handstand.
Your speedy thrusts I’ll be able to withstand.
We can do it again if you become my husband.
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Xeno Hemlock 
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