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No use keeping a voice that speaks volumes .. under wraps for so long.
To keep my long and luscious legs under the table; a shame and assuredly wrong.
Better to whet my vocal cords than to merely hum a cord or two.
Wrapping my thighs round a black or white key feel so right, with wonderful you.
Breasts to the wind and toes to the table while I sing this melody.
Bare butt; tight and toned, as I gleefully play. Might I touch your organ?
Oh, please say I may!
Organ - smically Yours,
Katherine Marion
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