I am a real woman. Curves a glow. And you dont know. These hips can move. And sooth the needy, baby, dont get greedy. Theres plenty of me to go around. I am a real woman. No stick figure imposter. I have meat and bones and I will greet you all. And stand tall. Because I am 110%. I will have spent time with natural beauty. See me, full purity. But oh no! I wont lie. Real women know what it feels like to get touched on their thighs. Thick sex, pressed against romance. Real woman bodies come out to play. Night no longer becomes day. Theres not slim dry sex here. Its nothing but wet, wet, wet. I am a real woman. You see, us real girls dont need a man to stand by our sides. I cam ride high, dance all night and be proud of my wo-hood. I am a real woman. With hips and curves. I am a woman with curls. Dont call me honey, baby, chick or little girl. I am a real woman. Swirves a glow. Yes, you know these hips have moved. And they have soothed so many needy, no longer greedy, but full on my womanly love. I am a real woman. Yes, I am a real woman.
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