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    Sounds of music – (Chapter: Get you home)

    She look like sex, drugs, rock and roll
    When she move it on the dance floor
    Stop, go, stop and go
    Like a New York cab yo
    Fast, slow, fast and slow
    She drives me mad yo
    Just like my nano
    She shuffling, I’m lovin’ it

    I watched her dancing in the middle of the club.

    She had been here every Friday and Saturday night and I needed her.


    I’m thinking about touchin’ it
    Kissin’ her in public
    But baby got me fumblin’,
    Stumblin’, and mumblin’
    She got me wonderin’,
    If I should get her number then
    She just looked up at me and said

    I walked onto the middle of the dance floor close to her but not touching her yet, I wanted to make my move at the right time.

    We moved to the music and it’s like we had known each other for years.

    It was an instant connection as I touched her and I looked into her eyes


    Take me in the bathroom
    Take my clothes off
    Make love to me up against a dirty wall
    ‘Cause I can’t wait to get you home (wait to get you home)

    It was like electricity between us as I dragged her thru the crowded club barley making it to the bathroom.

    Closing the door to the stall and pushing her against hard attacking her lips.

    Both of our hands everywhere all at once.

     

    She tastes like cigarettes and alcohol
    Up all night on aderoll
    Innocent, but not at all
    She my Brooklyn Barbie doll
    Dancin’ like (mmm), fakin’ like (ohhh)
    What you think about sex on the first night? (okay)

    With blonde hair and blue eyes anyone would mistake her for an innocent girl and they would be dead wrong as I learned when she flipped our positions.

    Kissing me hard while se unbuttoned my jeans and roughly pulled them down along with my panties.

    She took a moment to admire me before she dove right in licking me everywhere.


    I’m thinking about touchin’ it
    Kissin’ her in public
    But baby got me fumblin’,
    Stumblin’, and mumblin’
    She got me wonderin’,
    If I should get her number then
    I just looked at her instead (I said)

    I was used to being in charge so she took me by surprised by how fluently it seemed for us to be this way.

    My hands were running threw her hair moaning while she licked up and down my slit teasing me.

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