As her Body over heats trying to keep up with my Love Jone
I lick the ice that has her creaming, as she waits for the cone
sticky are my fingers as they melt her brown sugar into caramel
Continuous licks inside tasting oceans, rivers, including seas is swell
breathe, breathe, lips waiting to exhale, preventing her from being maryjane
Think like a man, giving the wood, the d is silent, Django's unchained
Into her belly, hoping not In too deep, making sure she hav plenty
screaming I'm the best man,no poetic justice, the best out of how many
Accepting my role as being something new, or her mr just wright now
Stellar performance from the back, she got her groove, mind blown as to how...TBC
PHIRE
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tretre says: WOW!!!!! is all I can say. Not in a bad way though. Keep that pen movin Phire!!!! |
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2b2b2 says: Tight Work....ha ha! |
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