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wide-eyed white boys, It's as if they're in some sort of trance. They can't help but stare at black pussy, It's like they're under some sort of spell; they can't look away. I swear, "black pussy" must be every white boy's "kryptonite." They can't resist it, no matter how hard they try. They're drawn to it like moths to a flame
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