Her name was Butter

Her name was Butter, slippery kinda lover, slippery under cover, slippery when we make love to each other so, quick to move on to the next brother, she is a seasonal lover, burn you up in the summer, make you shiver and quiver in the winter, you can’t breath when you with her, a girl that makes you skip through dinner, all you want do is dip your dipper in her, makes you feel like a sinner….her name was Butter

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