Charlie Was a Sinner…

You like that

I want you

enjoy the way

I tense

When you press your

breasts against me

It excites you,

I can tell

but

I’m not here to play

this is not a game

I want with my soul

Not my cunt

You press your breasts

against me

Then

tell me to run

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