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I woke up with a fist full of hair and my banana in your split.. Creamy Strawberry-Vanilla, I wanna taste all of it.. Your cones running over and leaking quit a bit... Traces of whip cream and my chocolate syrup, I almost slipped it it. I regain my balance as you vigorously throw it back.. I have to slow it down or my pineapple flavored swimmers may attack.. I shift things a bit; one leg up, digging you deep and slow; your body shakes from my chocolate morsel making your berry explode..
Body on parfait like a blender doing work.. I feel your insides throbbing, attempting to clean me out... It’s not enough!! I came prepared like a boxer in a 12 round bout. Your cookie is good but no K.O. tonight!!, You can’t take me out.. My tongue poked out and you know what to do. You latch on tight with yours making me slide back Into you. This time sideways, slipping and sliding down your rocky road.. I’m so deep inside your melting box I’m about to take your soul. You tell me it’s mine as you cum again like it’s something I didn’t know... I’m ready for round 3 or 4 but nobody has to know...
