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it to confront it\n  Then the body memory kicks in\n  My warrior awakens\n  My turn to defend\n  Urban didn't tame me\n  Then my body memory kicks in\n  Bosoms and embraces\n  Oral, anal entrances\n  Enjoy the satisfaction\n  If the other is growing\n"}]