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romance 1 min read 619 views Nov 14, 2016

Power of Muscles

He’s jabbing that shovel in ground making his muscles flex
I know he hear my sexual sounds
In my head I’m dreaming of you and I
I’m on my knees my palms to the ground arching my back covering my mouth in the grass
So no one will hear
you slap myand you start grinding me
I raise my chin just a little cause the way you stroking that
I will pass the *** out
But please don’t don’t pull out
I want you to go deeper so much pain and joy at the same time
I want you to drive that like you drive that shovel
Pull out slowly take your hand and feel the wetness of this
Now lick your lips
Get on your knees like youre begging me please
Take a feast in this gravel
While I rub and squeeze your muscles
You diving with your tongue
Don’t stop till I command you too
Now climb on top of me like I was blueberry hill
Stroke me right now at this time this place this awesome feeling
Oh huh
I was just admiring your glistering muscles
{when hell he walk over}

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after vision

my poet I am heading to the hardware store to get a shovel and roll my sleeves up

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Tru Sista

THANK YOU GLAD YOU CAN PUT YOUR SELF THERE

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