Let's see if I have the key to your lock. N if so we can swap. That way you can hold the one thing that opens me up. N I can finally believe I was meant for luv. Insert it for yourself as I watch. Give it a turn as if it's a nauch. N we can dance around the house every night for the rest of our lives if the tumbler spins loose. I wanna know if you're what makes me move. Or together we can feel the way the grooves slide jus past the tip. With each notch finding their way along before the twist. As smooth as the shalt with ease. Until it's fully buried within, shoulders deep. Within just to the head to think of the next moment waiting for us to show what it is we have to give. Lemme unlock you so we both can live... As free as the lockbar being released. N the shank of all things coming out so the feel is a relief. From the tumbler to the pins to the locking mechanism within. The click of a counter clockwise twist is all that's needed so give it a spin...
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