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“I’ll dance with you, mama.” Harvey licked his lips, checking out the brown skin goddess. “Can you even dance?” She snorted, folding her arms under her perky breasts. “Hell nah,” he admitted. “I can stand still though, and you can throw that big juicy booty on me.” “Boy bye, yo white ass probably got a lil dick,” she retorted, causing her friends to cackle loudly. “See, that’s where you mistaken, mama. My dick longer than those toes that’s hanging over them fake red bottoms.”
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