Mina bröstvårtor🌰blev enorma och hårda på grund av det första könet i mitt liv på balen

I have composed this song for you if you wanna listen and connect to the scene right now.

Why do I love you my girl?

Your eyes, your lips, when you're racing, I'm losing control.

You is made from diamonds and pearls, like a lone star, your life away.

But your lovely legs still walk the way you walk.