I love you every way you come
Honey, lift my skirt
That army green t-shirt
You are someone’s Dad and I’m a mum
We can’t help but flirt
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I love you every way you come
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Honey, lift my skirt
Lean me back and I will succumb
My hips slant to your support
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I love you every way you come
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Strained breaths create a concert
My bouncing tits the gong
Your mighty hands conduct
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I love you every way you come
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Little feet are detected
Through the silence comes a “mum?”
Biting my hand to not cry out
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I love you every way you come
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“I'm in here sweetheart”
A tiny smile as the heat begins to fade
A soft kiss to my cheek leaves me pert
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I love you every way you come
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Till you wear that shirt again
Those biceps will be mine to claim
I wish I could explain
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I love you every way you come
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A Lady with a Pen
Caroline Robertson's, books are beloved by both adults and children alike for their illustrations and engaging stories. She takes readers on an adventure, giving them the opportunity to explore different cultures, settings, and characters.
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