Shorty told me yes like,
floetry
She heard my Sex game rhythmic,
poetry
We rendezvous in my room to take the clothes off
Touched her model skin,
it was soo soft
Kissed her from the lips to the chest,
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Kiss her from the chest to the hips,
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From the thick hips to the next set of lips,
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I'm just breathing
Feel the warmth from her p***y,
just steaming
Foreplay king,
i do the damn thing,
let me say it again
Foreplay king,
i does my damn thing
She tired of waiting,
the anctipation,
got her heart-beat,
raaaacing
i stick the tongue out,
just taaaste it
gave her chills all through her spine,
goosebumps on her thighs,
R.L. Stine
She asked why you hung like portraits?
I said about-face girl
Take this....
So i went deep,
scuba diving
til she hit notes like M.J. Blidge
and
tried runaway from the D,
like half-backs
she said take the mag off
I said wrather stay strapped
I aint tryna get caught up like bear traps...
Pound that ass from the back,
watch it thunder clap,
seeing sound waves
Got her screaming like a Thunder cat,
HHOOOO!!!!!
she cumming...soo good made her
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now she mumbling...
Can I get it in the Morning, Morning....
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