Pretzel Sex

Buzz Poets

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    Pretzel Sex.
    Bangin' the head board.
    Pretzel wrecks throwin me overboard.
    Now I'm tongue tied.
    I just wanna be inside her.
    Tangled Sounds.
    I'm feeling my tongue touched.
    Spin around.
    Givin a head rush.
    She's insisted the way we love is twisted.
    Turn her over pin her down, twist her like a pretzel teach herhow to wrestle.

    Feel my love, under the sun rise.
    I'm above, telling you white lies.
    Now I'm tongue tied.
    I'm so glad I'm inside her.
    Phallyc signs hang from the ceiling.
    Virgin vibes hang on a feeling.
    Cause she's insisted the way we love is twisted.
    Turn her over pin her down, twist her like a pretzel teach herhow to wrestle.
    Turn her over pin her down, twist her like a pretzel teach herhow to wrestle

    (We've seen great power, but nothing like that kind of handspeed)

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    I feel the need for speed

    Pretzel
    Sex
    Salt
    Lick
    Turn her over pin her down, twist her like a pretzel teach herhow to wrestle
    Cock
    A-doodle-do
    Blonde
    Pussy

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