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Oh Dean your curves are luscious
Oh Dean your cheeks are round
There is nothing in the universe
I would spare to kiss those precious mounds

Every inch of you I beg to worship
From flushed cheek to bowed knee
Nothing can I ever deny you
When you share yourself with me

Wherever thine pretty ass wanders
Know that there my hands wander free too
For me there is ne’er a heaven
Except that which I find deep in you

There is no more fortunate a being than I
When soft flesh surrenders to mine
Not one speck of your freckled and radiant asscheeks
Can be censured as less than divine

Many a pirate has given life’s blood
In hopes of magnificent booty
But truly there is no treasure so fine
As the grace of my callipygian beauty