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   Baby making hips

They say by the swing of my hips and the way i lick my lips they can tell I got them baby making hips.
They say they want to love but they only wont to fuck me !!!!
 Ask question like can they touch me or maybe even rub me .
   I say I have no time for you young man you or your nasty plan.
   So stop grabbing on your pants....
  Your question is "When can you freak me?"
the answer "Never. These baby making hips you will never see."

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