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Room a catacomb, this ghoul a balloon, with the breath from beneath your breast, yes that is best. Hug it to me, and the rubber raspberries, with wantingly wet mouth I suck... remind me of your gentle fuck. Men to be men, must love and pity so deeply and secretly. Flaccid, I asked for this bellow spit rich belly pit moan and blush with hot hormone. Wash it from me, this stuff sad and sticky blub into the soapsuds, trim my 'tache and pull the plug. Men to be men, must love and pity so deeply and secretly. How you'd smother me, wetly whisper what you'd like and we'd be clumsy as virgins in vigil light Aus Songtexte Mania