There's something hidden between Wanjiku's thick thighs.
Something that gave her success in the job interview that I failed!
Something that makes men erect and salivate as they sigh.
Something can take her to prison and give her freedom without bail.
Something that gave her success in the job interview that I failed!
Something that makes men erect and salivate as they sigh.
Something can take her to prison and give her freedom without bail.
There is something charming between Wanjiku's thrilling thighs,
Something that makes her roam at night in summarised skimpy skirts.
Something that makes men flee from the flesh of their faithful wives.
Something that made our chief steal, the funds from our village account.
Something that makes her roam at night in summarised skimpy skirts.
Something that makes men flee from the flesh of their faithful wives.
Something that made our chief steal, the funds from our village account.
There is something fishy between Wanjiku's tingling thighs.
Something that makes old tycoons from abroad book flights.
Something makes men cry if denied.
Something that poisoned my late neighbour like a rat!
There is something hidden in Wanjiku's recherche thighs.
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