I love to go up to him .
The white nectar filled upto the brim.
Waiting for me to get ready,
so that I can lavishly swim.
Curves and rounds of my body,
drives you crazy .
Cum here honey,
Don't be so lazy.
Mr. Bater should I call you,
Always ready erected,
You only wait for a chance,
Why isn't this sex anytime directed?
Rough and rugged,
the bed , the floor . No shame , no class.
Am I the holy cow,
For you are always ready before me with a glass?
I bleed through the discourse of the banging and pounding.
I am so busy all-over,
That thing in the cave spouting blood,
and your fingers finding some treasure in my ass. Hey Lover..
Screams and cries
pain and lusty eyes.
but you go on till I faint ,
and my body is a mere toy that you use to play.
©rabbo
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