Collection for Quiet Singing - Part 91

by Kerim Yasar
Who are you, naughty one!
Though I've a husband
you hug me
and bite me!
A little fun is fine,
I'm in my prime,
seventeen, eighteen!
I'm in my prime,
seventeen, eighteen!
Please bite gently —
if your teeth leave marks,
he will know.
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English
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