Oh the night wasn’t over till someone fought, or fucked.
Oh the night wasn’t over till someone fought, or fucked.
The tension just kept building up, the night was a loaded gun.
But really all it was one big urge to partner up.
Oh the night wasn’t over till someone fought, or fucked.
Oh the night wasn’t over till someone fought, or fucked.
The moon demanded a sacrifice of either blood or cum.
And what ya get depends on how ya partner up.
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