Pussy Jumper Cables : Sex Poetry

Drizzling

In the heat of my imagination

Dazzling so

Delicious in sex appeal.

The flow of closed eyes

And rubbed

Together

Negligee

Just

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Let me spread my

Mary Kay

Pussy foundation

So you can ride

In the style of my clit

Cat a laic as

Jealous lips

Argue

In the heat of role play.

Down on my back

With the pussy hood

Open just like you said.

Just press the gas to the petal

And jump start my lonely weather

In the sparks of flickering tongue.

Upside down

With a arched ass up in the air

While saliva spritz

Say hello to delicious

Mystery.

Fingers jump start

With smacking

As clit tingles

Oh yes instrumental

Give me your dinner

Of bobbing

Your head

And let deep breaths beg

And let your tongue

Drink all my ass juices

From my pouring keg

As my melody plays

Slippery residue

From your fingers

As mouth clinches

My thigh attention

While my toes

Is the funk

In your mouth

Trying to be

The spunk

All night

Spike

A sex

F

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For damn irritating

Sheets being in the way.

Your taking a ecstasy bath

In cunt shower spray.

Can your palms follow

Directions and do what

Lust say.

I love the way

Your palms is

Masturbating a

Full coarse meal in the

Gravy of my hips.

Bottom lip

Is being freakily sucked

While I am jerking

My bitch

Because my nut

Just gave birth

Damn these pussy cables

Had to fall dead

In the middle of rehearsing

What is it going to take

To get me started

Give me some real

Tongue jacking off

Besides my car need to get started up

I am in dick syndrome

So its time for me a nice

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