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you weren't doing it right by Ava Bluhe was on the couch,
as i sat in some whoreish nightie just waiting for him to pounce
like the villain i know he is
she called,
wanting to come over
[you know the type]
i said sure, why not
as he isn't doing a thing
she came
oh she came!
we did what we shouldn't do,
jesus watching
[be careful!]
we did what we wanted
her lips on my lips and his tongue in my pussy
it was a good night
until her husband's shotgun came through the mobile home door
i ran
he bled and lost a leg
i don't fucking care
she still calls me for a quickie.
07/15/2007 Author's Note: so i needed her.
Posted on 07/16/2007 Copyright © 2025 Ava Blu
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