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Remy_L said:https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/413391-entering/
First erotic.
This is a felt mental rush my gallant poet.. and a remembrance in all the right dewy and tight spaces
First erotic.
This is a felt mental rush my gallant poet.. and a remembrance in all the right dewy and tight spaces
Ooo...My
Letting him feel inside my nightly passionate gift
Giving me that addictive heat I feel between my thighs, my slicken wetness as my hips uplifts
He covets my temple in the oceanic silkiness of carnal bliss
Mm… he’s such a handsome lover
Sweet mercy, it feels soooo good when his gentle kisses coat my soft lips under silken covers
Leaning downward kissing my soft lips, mattress dipped, his body’s domination now hovers
Nestling between my thighs
Seeing the lust mirrored in my smokey-colored eyes
A feverish need igniting the flames of the pleasure of my curvaceous body
Naughty whispers of enticement, weakening the sweetest defense of this Creole hottie
Naked I come to him as we make such tender and passionate love under the majestic galaxy of stars
Venus surrendering body and soul, entwined within the depth of charismatic Mars
Passion, desires, I find in the comforts of his arms, ecstasy coming on strong
My Chi unto him I pledge, as he take it beyond the clouds, until we’re too far gone
Through the space of the hereafter, softness met, he intoxicate me, a drugging effect
Ecstasy we bind unto the celestial as flowing sands of time
Such beautiful sentiments resonated in my ear
Tenderly touching me as if you are here, drops of paradise rules our stratosphere
Closing my eyes, his love showers pouring all over me
Touching my skin with tender caresses of rhapsody, my body tonight is his to lease
Oh sweet mercy…I love the way he groans out my name
My legs spread as he feels the drizzling of my soft climatic rain
Into me he cums like a hurricane
Breaking down my vulnerability, my walls imploding, unfretted bliss takes the blame
Moans vibrates as he sinks into the saturating space of time
Kisses slowing worshipping upon my temple, hunger begotten of its poetic wine
His hands roaming over the smoothness of my skin
Palms resting on silk sheets as he thrust the tip of his girth deeper, farther in
My legs encircling his back, scratches imbed, back curvature
Calling out his name against his chest, my body begging, needing from him even more
Bending my legs as he dip and circle into my wet nest… mmm… his love potion keeps this tight pussy wet
Taking my body to the stars beyond the moon
His erection slipping to the core inside the abyss of my cunt’s cocoon
Soaking in the bask of my moistness, flipping me over, loving when his Queen is on top
Gyrating my hips, my cunt walls up and down gyrating on the tautness of his dick
No breaths given to contemplate to stop
Waiting once again for his erection to throb, jerk, then pop
Pulling my face down to his, his tongue darting inside my mouth
Mm… yes… yes... right there… his dick thrusting upward in and out my dampen south
Smothering the peak of a tit, plaming his chest wall, up and down oiling his mushroom tip
The tightness of my pussy walls gloving his hard dick for a widening fit
The taste of him pasted against the suppleness of my lips
Pulling me down on top of him, buttocks clapping ,enticing his upward groove
Plaming my ass heightening his throbbing moves
My buttocks seesawing, rotating, sandwiching his tower of power
His fingers intermingling within our juices
My sugary walls baptizing, letting the lust of famished needs, loose
Outlining my lips with our wet drips, then sealing them with a breathtaking kiss
Hugging me tighter.. tweaking my cunt, trickling butter rum
Whispering in my ear, “l love it when you give me some.”
Overspilling my snatch, the moisten walls caving as my essence runs
Oh... God... yes…my climax blending within his pearly cum
Mm… you sure do know how to give this woman what she needs, definitely what she wants
The Doorman
Upper Eastside, New York
I stepped out my vehicle and pushed the door close. Several shopping bags within my arms tumbled out onto the concrete pavement near the curve side. I looked around to see if anyone witnessed my gaffe. I flashed an embarrassing smile at the man walking out the door of my condominium building.
Carlos looked around. He turned his attention back to me. A wolfish grin highlighted his face.
No assistance? Oh, it’s like that I thought.
I bent over to retrieve three of my small Tiffany bags knowing the view of my lacy thong would make Victoria Secret very pride.
Carlos gritted down on his teeth. Lovely he thought. He looked up and down the street, and then straightened his tie. He rushed over to the curve side to offer his assistance.
“You need any help with keeping things in your hand bella donne.”
I turned to the voice. My eyes dropped down to the presented package.
I looked up and caught the interest in Carlos’ eyes.
“It all depends on the thing grasped within my hand.”
My hard one, and hopefully, very soon he thought.
Carlos palmed his aquiline chin down while nodding his affirmation behind my response.
“I’m sure I still have a package, which has somehow rolled beneath my vehicle.”
“I guess I can take a look and see what’s under there.”
“You have my permission.”
Carlos laid down on his back. He extended his arm under my vehicle.
If the man was going to check out the view, I might as well make sure he is blessed with the full scenery.
“Here let me move out your way.”
I lifted one foot and stepped over his body; entrapping his supine position.
“Can you see anything?”
Carlos’ mischievous coal-black eyes darted under my mini-skirt
“I see quite enough.”
“Can you feel anything?”
“I damn sure would like too.”
I blushed shamelessly.
“I think I have the finesse to get it.”
“You will once you assist me up to my condominium.”
Carlos pulled my Hustlers shopping bag from under my BMW.
Several lingerie garments spilled over the top.
Carlos sat up.
The side of his five o’clock shadowed cheek encountered my bronze-coated inner thigh.
“If this was a private moment. I would make sure, I was more under your skirt than not.”
“I’m sorry.”
“So am I, since privacy does not benefit us.”
The smooth tenor of his Italian baritone voice washed over me. Kicking my overheated libido into overdrive.
I slowly lifted my leg and looked down.
“You need any help getting up.”
Carlo looked up, his hypnotic eyes appealed to mine.
“Take me upstairs and allow me to personally challenge that question.”
My mouth dropped open.
“Nice set of teeth.”
“Thank you.”
“Once we get upstairs your mouth, lips, and all.”
Confidence in a man is such a turn on, I thought.
Carlos lifted his vigorous body from off the concrete into a standing position. He held the ripped bag in one hand. I noticed one of my thongs was clenched in his other palm.
“Here you are beautiful.”
“I received my shopping bag from out Carlos’ hand.
Strangely he retained my red silk thong in his possession.
I looked down at Carlos’ hand
“I do not think that’s your color.”
“This color will go nicely with those stilettoes you have on in a moment.” He winked at me.
“The beautiful lady did say she needs assistance getting upstairs.”
“Yes, you know to test that challenging question.”
Carlos palmed my lower back. He escorted me to the front entrance of my condominium. I could have sworn his hand traveled a tad farther; confirmation noted, after he cupped a buttock, and then gently squeezed it. He opened the door for me.
“Such a true gentleman.”
“At this moment, I do not think that’s what you want.”
Carlos lifted my thong to his nostrils and took a sniff.
I looked up and arrested his eyes.
“It is a man’s world as they say.”
And I’m a squirrel just trying to get a nutt he thought.
Carlos and I walked over to the elevators. He extended his hand inward and pushed the up button. Carlos patted the back pocket of his Armani pants for a precautionary measure. He sighed under his breath.
Thank goodness he came locked, ready, and soon to be loaded.
SweetKittyCat5 said:The Doorman
Upper Eastside, New York
I stepped out my vehicle and pushed the door close. Several shopping bags within my arms tumbled out onto the concrete pavement near the curve side. I looked around to see if anyone witnessed my gaffe. I flashed an embarrassing smile at the man walking out the door of my condominium building.
Carlos looked around. He turned his attention back to me. A wolfish grin highlighted his face.
No assistance? Oh, it’s like that I thought.
I bent over to retrieve three of my small Tiffany bags knowing the view of my lacy thong would make Victoria Secret very pride.
Carlos gritted down on his teeth. Lovely he thought. He looked up and down the street, and then straightened his tie. He rushed over to the curve side to offer his assistance.
“You need any help with keeping things in your hand bella donne.”
I turned to the voice. My eyes dropped down to the presented package.
I looked up and caught the interest in Carlos’ eyes.
“It all depends on the thing grasped within my hand.”
My hard one, and hopefully, very soon he thought.
Carlos palmed his aquiline chin down while nodding his affirmation behind my response.
“I’m sure I still have a package, which has somehow rolled beneath my vehicle.”
“I guess I can take a look and see what’s under there.”
“You have my permission.”
Carlos laid down on his back. He extended his arm under my vehicle.
If the man was going to check out the view, I might as well make sure he is blessed with the full scenery.
“Here let me move out your way.”
I lifted one foot and stepped over his body; entrapping his supine position.
“Can you see anything?”
Carlos’ mischievous coal-black eyes darted under my mini-skirt
“I see quite enough.”
“Can you feel anything?”
“I damn sure would like too.”
I blushed shamelessly.
“I think I have the finesse to get it.”
“You will once you assist me up to my condominium.”
Carlos pulled my Hustlers shopping bag from under my BMW.
Several lingerie garments spilled over the top.
Carlos sat up.
The side of his five o’clock shadowed cheek encountered my bronze-coated inner thigh.
“If this was a private moment. I would make sure, I was more under your skirt than not.”
“I’m sorry.”
“So am I, since privacy does not benefit us.”
The smooth tenor of his Italian baritone voice washed over me. Kicking my overheated libido into overdrive.
I slowly lifted my leg and looked down.
“You need any help getting up.”
Carlo looked up, his hypnotic eyes appealed to mine.
“Take me upstairs and allow me to personally challenge that question.”
My mouth dropped open.
“Nice set of teeth.”
“Thank you.”
“Once we get upstairs your mouth, lips, and all.”
Confidence in a man is such a turn on, I thought.
Carlos lifted his vigorous body from off the concrete into a standing position. He held the ripped bag in one hand. I noticed one of my thongs was clenched in his other palm.
“Here you are beautiful.”
“I received my shopping bag from out Carlos’ hand.
Strangely he retained my red silk thong in his possession.
I looked down at Carlos’ hand
“I do not think that’s your color.”
“This color will go nicely with those stilettoes you have on in a moment.” He winked at me.
“The beautiful lady did say she needs assistance getting upstairs.”
“Yes, you know to test that challenging question.”
Carlos palmed my lower back. He escorted me to the front entrance of my condominium. I could have sworn his hand traveled a tad farther; confirmation noted, after he cupped a buttock, and then gently squeezed it. He opened the door for me.
“Such a true gentleman.”
“At this moment, I do not think that’s what you want.”
Carlos lifted my thong to his nostrils and took a sniff.
I looked up and arrested his eyes.
“It is a man’s world as they say.”
And I’m a squirrel just trying to get a nutt he thought.
Carlos and I walked over to the elevators. He extended his hand inward and pushed the up button. Carlos patted the back pocket of his Armani pants for a precautionary measure. He sighed under his breath.
Thank goodness he came locked, ready, and soon to be loaded.
Locked and Loaded and ready to be yours all night long.
Upper Eastside, New York
I stepped out my vehicle and pushed the door close. Several shopping bags within my arms tumbled out onto the concrete pavement near the curve side. I looked around to see if anyone witnessed my gaffe. I flashed an embarrassing smile at the man walking out the door of my condominium building.
Carlos looked around. He turned his attention back to me. A wolfish grin highlighted his face.
No assistance? Oh, it’s like that I thought.
I bent over to retrieve three of my small Tiffany bags knowing the view of my lacy thong would make Victoria Secret very pride.
Carlos gritted down on his teeth. Lovely he thought. He looked up and down the street, and then straightened his tie. He rushed over to the curve side to offer his assistance.
“You need any help with keeping things in your hand bella donne.”
I turned to the voice. My eyes dropped down to the presented package.
I looked up and caught the interest in Carlos’ eyes.
“It all depends on the thing grasped within my hand.”
My hard one, and hopefully, very soon he thought.
Carlos palmed his aquiline chin down while nodding his affirmation behind my response.
“I’m sure I still have a package, which has somehow rolled beneath my vehicle.”
“I guess I can take a look and see what’s under there.”
“You have my permission.”
Carlos laid down on his back. He extended his arm under my vehicle.
If the man was going to check out the view, I might as well make sure he is blessed with the full scenery.
“Here let me move out your way.”
I lifted one foot and stepped over his body; entrapping his supine position.
“Can you see anything?”
Carlos’ mischievous coal-black eyes darted under my mini-skirt
“I see quite enough.”
“Can you feel anything?”
“I damn sure would like too.”
I blushed shamelessly.
“I think I have the finesse to get it.”
“You will once you assist me up to my condominium.”
Carlos pulled my Hustlers shopping bag from under my BMW.
Several lingerie garments spilled over the top.
Carlos sat up.
The side of his five o’clock shadowed cheek encountered my bronze-coated inner thigh.
“If this was a private moment. I would make sure, I was more under your skirt than not.”
“I’m sorry.”
“So am I, since privacy does not benefit us.”
The smooth tenor of his Italian baritone voice washed over me. Kicking my overheated libido into overdrive.
I slowly lifted my leg and looked down.
“You need any help getting up.”
Carlo looked up, his hypnotic eyes appealed to mine.
“Take me upstairs and allow me to personally challenge that question.”
My mouth dropped open.
“Nice set of teeth.”
“Thank you.”
“Once we get upstairs your mouth, lips, and all.”
Confidence in a man is such a turn on, I thought.
Carlos lifted his vigorous body from off the concrete into a standing position. He held the ripped bag in one hand. I noticed one of my thongs was clenched in his other palm.
“Here you are beautiful.”
“I received my shopping bag from out Carlos’ hand.
Strangely he retained my red silk thong in his possession.
I looked down at Carlos’ hand
“I do not think that’s your color.”
“This color will go nicely with those stilettoes you have on in a moment.” He winked at me.
“The beautiful lady did say she needs assistance getting upstairs.”
“Yes, you know to test that challenging question.”
Carlos palmed my lower back. He escorted me to the front entrance of my condominium. I could have sworn his hand traveled a tad farther; confirmation noted, after he cupped a buttock, and then gently squeezed it. He opened the door for me.
“Such a true gentleman.”
“At this moment, I do not think that’s what you want.”
Carlos lifted my thong to his nostrils and took a sniff.
I looked up and arrested his eyes.
“It is a man’s world as they say.”
And I’m a squirrel just trying to get a nutt he thought.
Carlos and I walked over to the elevators. He extended his hand inward and pushed the up button. Carlos patted the back pocket of his Armani pants for a precautionary measure. He sighed under his breath.
Thank goodness he came locked, ready, and soon to be loaded.
Locked and Loaded and ready to be yours all night long.
The King, The Queen, The Pauper
The King
Sire, the Queen has escaped the King’s bed
Seen leaving the grounds, in a lace bra and matching thong of red
She left a note with your Knight before she fled
Put out a search party for her
Look in every bedroom, under every cover, listen closely if you hear a soft purr
Saddle my horse, she has not gotten that far
She’s my Venus, her desires, lust, is worth a wish upon a star
The Queen
My King wanders in love and in truth
I am a passionate woman, whose lust has been denied leaving this pussycat aching in recluse
I need the desires, the sultry nights upon a man’s sheets, when passion cannot be refused
Removing my attire to throw off my searching scent
Will not be satisfied until a man has the Queen’s back bent
Fingering me than thrusting in and out the tightness of my silken relent
Too many concubines, too many castle whores
Makes me want to suck and please a commoner’s dick even more
His touch worshipping me as my dewy essence seeps, his tongue hungrily devours
Into the night I escape
No times for a change of heart at any rate
Looking back at my home, my castle, running to a fate that awaits
The Pauper
Knock Knock
I hear the untwisting of bolts and locks
Dark brown physique greeting mine, I’m taking inventory of his stock
His eyes drinking in my nudity, mentally tasting as if sipping me on the rocks
Mm.. he’s so smoking hot
A glimpse through his towel of a bulging knot
May I seek refuge here until midnight as the clock tick tocks
Hairy chest wall, water streaming into the unknown
Robust and eagerness, undressing him minus the towel, inhaling his invigorating cologne
Oh yes, there is sanctuary one must give unto the Queen when not sitting on her throne
Stepping over his threshold, bedding him will not take long
Giving him permission to please me on his knees
Then climbing between my thighs, cupping my buttocks for a royal tease
His mouth blanketing mine, his girth slipping in and out and then to the tip
Leaning his face downward finding my lips
Slowly entering me then an erection withdrawal
Darting back inside gyrating deeper inside my sugary walls
Whispering in my ear before the pulsate of my soft rainfall
Make love to me my beautiful Queen
You are no longer in the King’s bed, this is my wet dream
Scratching his back, tightening my hold, my softs folds compressing his girth, his elongation making me cream
Moans of bliss, bodily delights as he anchored deeper, followed by my echoing screams
Holding my legs up them parting them for the soaking depth of my dripping honeyed streams
Licking over my jeweled toes for all that it may seem
His grunts heard in the woodlands as his pearly flow poured
Mm… my body, entwined with his, what better circumstances calls for a Queen’s lure
SweetKittyCat5 said:The King, The Queen, The Pauper
The King
Sire, the Queen has escaped the King’s bed
Seen leaving the grounds, in a lace bra and matching thong of red
She left a note with your Knight before she fled
Put out a search party for her
Look in every bedroom, under every cover, listen closely if you hear a soft purr
Saddle my horse, she has not gotten that far
She’s my Venus, her desires, lust, is worth a wish upon a star
The Queen
My King wanders in love and in truth
I am a passionate woman, whose lust has been denied leaving this pussycat aching in recluse
I need the desires, the sultry nights upon a man’s sheets, when passion cannot be refused
Removing my attire to throw off my searching scent
Will not be satisfied until a man has the Queen’s back bent
Fingering me than thrusting in and out the tightness of my silken relent
Too many concubines, too many castle whores
Makes me want to suck and please a commoner’s dick even more
His touch worshipping me as my dewy essence seeps, his tongue hungrily devours
Into the night I escape
No times for a change of heart at any rate
Looking back at my home, my castle, running to a fate that awaits
The Pauper
Knock Knock
I hear the untwisting of bolts and locks
Dark brown physique greeting mine, I’m taking inventory of his stock
His eyes drinking in my nudity, mentally tasting as if sipping me on the rocks
Mm.. he’s so smoking hot
A glimpse through his towel of a bulging knot
May I seek refuge here until midnight as the clock tick tocks
Hairy chest wall, water streaming into the unknown
Robust and eagerness, undressing him minus the towel, inhaling his invigorating cologne
Oh yes, there is sanctuary one must give unto the Queen when not sitting on her throne
Stepping over his threshold, bedding him will not take long
Giving him permission to please me on his knees
Then climbing between my thighs, cupping my buttocks for a royal tease
His mouth blanketing mine, his girth slipping in and out and then to the tip
Leaning his face downward finding my lips
Slowly entering me then an erection withdrawal
Darting back inside gyrating deeper inside my sugary walls
Whispering in my ear before the pulsate of my soft rainfall
Make love to me my beautiful Queen
You are no longer in the King’s bed, this is my wet dream
Scratching his back, tightening my hold, my softs folds compressing his girth, his elongation making me cream
Moans of bliss, bodily delights as he anchored deeper, followed by my echoing screams
Holding my legs up them parting them for the soaking depth of my dripping honeyed streams
Licking over my jeweled toes for all that it may seem
His grunts heard in the woodlands as his pearly flow poured
Mm… my body, entwined with his, what better circumstances calls for a Queen’s lure
Damn my Erotic Queen of Love you are burning me up inside.
The King
Sire, the Queen has escaped the King’s bed
Seen leaving the grounds, in a lace bra and matching thong of red
She left a note with your Knight before she fled
Put out a search party for her
Look in every bedroom, under every cover, listen closely if you hear a soft purr
Saddle my horse, she has not gotten that far
She’s my Venus, her desires, lust, is worth a wish upon a star
The Queen
My King wanders in love and in truth
I am a passionate woman, whose lust has been denied leaving this pussycat aching in recluse
I need the desires, the sultry nights upon a man’s sheets, when passion cannot be refused
Removing my attire to throw off my searching scent
Will not be satisfied until a man has the Queen’s back bent
Fingering me than thrusting in and out the tightness of my silken relent
Too many concubines, too many castle whores
Makes me want to suck and please a commoner’s dick even more
His touch worshipping me as my dewy essence seeps, his tongue hungrily devours
Into the night I escape
No times for a change of heart at any rate
Looking back at my home, my castle, running to a fate that awaits
The Pauper
Knock Knock
I hear the untwisting of bolts and locks
Dark brown physique greeting mine, I’m taking inventory of his stock
His eyes drinking in my nudity, mentally tasting as if sipping me on the rocks
Mm.. he’s so smoking hot
A glimpse through his towel of a bulging knot
May I seek refuge here until midnight as the clock tick tocks
Hairy chest wall, water streaming into the unknown
Robust and eagerness, undressing him minus the towel, inhaling his invigorating cologne
Oh yes, there is sanctuary one must give unto the Queen when not sitting on her throne
Stepping over his threshold, bedding him will not take long
Giving him permission to please me on his knees
Then climbing between my thighs, cupping my buttocks for a royal tease
His mouth blanketing mine, his girth slipping in and out and then to the tip
Leaning his face downward finding my lips
Slowly entering me then an erection withdrawal
Darting back inside gyrating deeper inside my sugary walls
Whispering in my ear before the pulsate of my soft rainfall
Make love to me my beautiful Queen
You are no longer in the King’s bed, this is my wet dream
Scratching his back, tightening my hold, my softs folds compressing his girth, his elongation making me cream
Moans of bliss, bodily delights as he anchored deeper, followed by my echoing screams
Holding my legs up them parting them for the soaking depth of my dripping honeyed streams
Licking over my jeweled toes for all that it may seem
His grunts heard in the woodlands as his pearly flow poured
Mm… my body, entwined with his, what better circumstances calls for a Queen’s lure
Damn my Erotic Queen of Love you are burning me up inside.
Mm.. Such A Sweet Liaison With Bonnie And Clyde
Bienville Parish, Louisiana
“Where you heading my dear.”
“Anyplace other than here.”
“Why Clyde, she’s even prettier than the rising sun
Did these two know I’m considered an outlaw on the run?
John Dillinger got a bounty on my head because he couldn’t cum
Depleted all of my butter rum
Then said I’m not done,
His posse wanted to have some fun
“What’s your name?”
“Swe…Mae West, known in these parts as the undercover sexual dame.”
“Well hop in.”
“Me and my beau here, taking a ride for a little blasting deadly sins
“Mm...my types of games.”
“In these parts darling, for us they’re one and the same.”
I got into their V8 Ford, closing the door preparing for my blind faith
Adjusting my feet over several tommy guns, sub-machine guns and ammo, idle in wait
These two were my salvation without shedding my clothes in haste
Or to have several men at the Golden Carousal Saloon vying for my sweeten taste
“You know how to shoot darling.”
“Depends on if he satisfies me after my initial charming.”
In the covers, my pussy rings bells, as men’s pearly streams are disarming
“I like her Bonnie.”
“And Clyde she’s not too scrawny
“She’s more appealing than stealing other people’s money
“Nice figure you got there lass, and Bon she’s desirable than one of those Hustler’s bunny
This sexy dirty-blond head beauty, softly fanning my face, outlining my lips
She’s wet no doubt, waiting for me to lick her clit
Then she placed a finger in my mouth
She licked over her same finger “Mm… well I be, honey? Let’s see how you taste down south
“Clyde be so kind and pull the car over.”
“Bonnie we don’t have time, the Sheriff and a Texas Ranger’s scent are hovering
And out here, no protection to take immediate cover
“Please, you know I like writing poetry, pics, and…soft chicks
You can even taste her honey lips, her pussy, after me as it seeps and drips
These two were bargaining for my just due the sunken treasure between my thighs
Known to make any man heart rise, his dick even harder once inside
A Bounty on my head for the absent of that slip and slide
A reward by John Dillinger and his ruthless gang beyond sunrise
Mm… I have a craving for some blonde hair Angel food, and a hard dick I peeped for an oiling pussy lube
This sexy woman climbed over the back seat
Laid me down, spread my legs... Oh Clyde what a sweet pussy my lips shall meet
Save some for me Bon, I love a honey sucking feast
Her soft hands lifting up my dress
My back arched in anticipation, waiting for her to lick on my bushy nest
Her tongue swooped inside
Oh yes…my fantasy and fetishes I yearn once seeking pleasure for a mouth ride
Mm…keep the feeling right there, my fingers interlocking in her hair
I placed my hand over the seat
The pace of her tongue firing inside me, took my speech
Her fingers, dueling the pleasure upon each licking greet
The back door was opened, I looked up, two balls hanging of pure masculine meat
My mouth instantly opened for his girth’s hard treat
Her tongue dancing deeper inside me not missing a beat
Moans and groans heard among three outlaws
Climaxing in Bonnie’s mouth her tongue meeting my butter rum soft rainfall
Clyde throwing his head back, his dick locked in the inner sanctum of my jaws
Holding my chin upward for his pearly flow, streaming down my throat, loving the thrill of it all
Tea bagging my mouth with his balls
Mm...such sweet pleasure I got in the heat of the hot desert
An experience one can never come to measure
A Sheriff’s patrol car whizzed by, we all ducked
I think we need to part, and to you two, the best of luck
Later that night, two outlaws made the news, bank robbers, and their graven images of misconduct
Bonnie and Clyde, shaking my head, smiling, knowing, those two I had fucked
And him, his pearly flow I swallowed after a good grunting suck
“Where you heading my dear.”
“Anyplace other than here.”
“Why Clyde, she’s even prettier than the rising sun
Did these two know I’m considered an outlaw on the run?
John Dillinger got a bounty on my head because he couldn’t cum
Depleted all of my butter rum
Then said I’m not done,
His posse wanted to have some fun
“What’s your name?”
“Swe…Mae West, known in these parts as the undercover sexual dame.”
“Well hop in.”
“Me and my beau here, taking a ride for a little blasting deadly sins
“Mm...my types of games.”
“In these parts darling, for us they’re one and the same.”
I got into their V8 Ford, closing the door preparing for my blind faith
Adjusting my feet over several tommy guns, sub-machine guns and ammo, idle in wait
These two were my salvation without shedding my clothes in haste
Or to have several men at the Golden Carousal Saloon vying for my sweeten taste
“You know how to shoot darling.”
“Depends on if he satisfies me after my initial charming.”
In the covers, my pussy rings bells, as men’s pearly streams are disarming
“I like her Bonnie.”
“And Clyde she’s not too scrawny
“She’s more appealing than stealing other people’s money
“Nice figure you got there lass, and Bon she’s desirable than one of those Hustler’s bunny
This sexy dirty-blond head beauty, softly fanning my face, outlining my lips
She’s wet no doubt, waiting for me to lick her clit
Then she placed a finger in my mouth
She licked over her same finger “Mm… well I be, honey? Let’s see how you taste down south
“Clyde be so kind and pull the car over.”
“Bonnie we don’t have time, the Sheriff and a Texas Ranger’s scent are hovering
And out here, no protection to take immediate cover
“Please, you know I like writing poetry, pics, and…soft chicks
You can even taste her honey lips, her pussy, after me as it seeps and drips
These two were bargaining for my just due the sunken treasure between my thighs
Known to make any man heart rise, his dick even harder once inside
A Bounty on my head for the absent of that slip and slide
A reward by John Dillinger and his ruthless gang beyond sunrise
Mm… I have a craving for some blonde hair Angel food, and a hard dick I peeped for an oiling pussy lube
This sexy woman climbed over the back seat
Laid me down, spread my legs... Oh Clyde what a sweet pussy my lips shall meet
Save some for me Bon, I love a honey sucking feast
Her soft hands lifting up my dress
My back arched in anticipation, waiting for her to lick on my bushy nest
Her tongue swooped inside
Oh yes…my fantasy and fetishes I yearn once seeking pleasure for a mouth ride
Mm…keep the feeling right there, my fingers interlocking in her hair
I placed my hand over the seat
The pace of her tongue firing inside me, took my speech
Her fingers, dueling the pleasure upon each licking greet
The back door was opened, I looked up, two balls hanging of pure masculine meat
My mouth instantly opened for his girth’s hard treat
Her tongue dancing deeper inside me not missing a beat
Moans and groans heard among three outlaws
Climaxing in Bonnie’s mouth her tongue meeting my butter rum soft rainfall
Clyde throwing his head back, his dick locked in the inner sanctum of my jaws
Holding my chin upward for his pearly flow, streaming down my throat, loving the thrill of it all
Tea bagging my mouth with his balls
Mm...such sweet pleasure I got in the heat of the hot desert
An experience one can never come to measure
A Sheriff’s patrol car whizzed by, we all ducked
I think we need to part, and to you two, the best of luck
Later that night, two outlaws made the news, bank robbers, and their graven images of misconduct
Bonnie and Clyde, shaking my head, smiling, knowing, those two I had fucked
And him, his pearly flow I swallowed after a good grunting suck
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Mm.. Such A Sweet Liaison With Bonnie And Clyde
Bienville Parish, Louisiana
“Where you heading my dear.”
“Anyplace other than here.”
“Why Clyde, she’s even prettier than the rising sun
Did these two know I’m considered an outlaw on the run?
John Dillinger got a bounty on my head because he couldn’t cum
Depleted all of my butter rum
Then said I’m not done,
His posse wanted to have some fun
“What’s your name?”
“Swe…Mae West, known in these parts as the undercover sexual dame.”
“Well hop in.”
“Me and my beau here, taking a ride for a little blasting deadly sins
“Mm...my types of games.”
“In these parts darling, for us they’re one and the same.”
I got into their V8 Ford, closing the door preparing for my blind faith
Adjusting my feet over several tommy guns, sub-machine guns and ammo, idle in wait
These two were my salvation without shedding my clothes in haste
Or to have several men at the Golden Carousal Saloon vying for my sweeten taste
“You know how to shoot darling.”
“Depends on if he satisfies me after my initial charming.”
In the covers, my pussy rings bells, as men’s pearly streams are disarming
“I like her Bonnie.”
“And Clyde she’s not too scrawny
“She’s more appealing than stealing other people’s money
“Nice figure you got there lass, and Bon she’s desirable than one of those Hustler’s bunny
This sexy dirty-blond head beauty, softly fanning my face, outlining my lips
She’s wet no doubt, waiting for me to lick her clit
Then she placed a finger in my mouth
She licked over her same finger “Mm… well I be, honey? Let’s see how you taste down south
“Clyde be so kind and pull the car over.”
“Bonnie we don’t have time, the Sheriff and a Texas Ranger’s scent are hovering
And out here, no protection to take immediate cover
“Please, you know I like writing poetry, pics, and…soft chicks
You can even taste her honey lips, her pussy, after me as it seeps and drips
These two were bargaining for my just due the sunken treasure between my thighs
Known to make any man heart rise, his dick even harder once inside
A Bounty on my head for the absent of that slip and slide
A reward by John Dillinger and his ruthless gang beyond sunrise
Mm… I have a craving for some blonde hair Angel food, and a hard dick I peeped for an oiling pussy lube
This sexy woman climbed over the back seat
Laid me down, spread my legs... Oh Clyde what a sweet pussy my lips shall meet
Save some for me Bon, I love a honey sucking feast
Her soft hands lifting up my dress
My back arched in anticipation, waiting for her to lick on my bushy nest
Her tongue swooped inside
Oh yes…my fantasy and fetishes I yearn once seeking pleasure for a mouth ride
Mm…keep the feeling right there, my fingers interlocking in her hair
I placed my hand over the seat
The pace of her tongue firing inside me, took my speech
Her fingers, dueling the pleasure upon each licking greet
The back door was opened, I looked up, two balls hanging of pure masculine meat
My mouth instantly opened for his girth’s hard treat
Her tongue dancing deeper inside me not missing a beat
Moans and groans heard among three outlaws
Climaxing in Bonnie’s mouth her tongue meeting my butter rum soft rainfall
Clyde throwing his head back, his dick locked in the inner sanctum of my jaws
Holding my chin upward for his pearly flow, streaming down my throat, loving the thrill of it all
Tea bagging my mouth with his balls
Mm...such sweet pleasure I got in the heat of the hot desert
An experience one can never come to measure
A Sheriff’s patrol car whizzed by, we all ducked
I think we need to part, and to you two, the best of luck
Later that night, two outlaws made the news, bank robbers, and their graven images of misconduct
Bonnie and Clyde, shaking my head, smiling, knowing, those two I had fucked
And him, his pearly flow I swallowed after a good grunting suck
“Where you heading my dear.”
“Anyplace other than here.”
“Why Clyde, she’s even prettier than the rising sun
Did these two know I’m considered an outlaw on the run?
John Dillinger got a bounty on my head because he couldn’t cum
Depleted all of my butter rum
Then said I’m not done,
His posse wanted to have some fun
“What’s your name?”
“Swe…Mae West, known in these parts as the undercover sexual dame.”
“Well hop in.”
“Me and my beau here, taking a ride for a little blasting deadly sins
“Mm...my types of games.”
“In these parts darling, for us they’re one and the same.”
I got into their V8 Ford, closing the door preparing for my blind faith
Adjusting my feet over several tommy guns, sub-machine guns and ammo, idle in wait
These two were my salvation without shedding my clothes in haste
Or to have several men at the Golden Carousal Saloon vying for my sweeten taste
“You know how to shoot darling.”
“Depends on if he satisfies me after my initial charming.”
In the covers, my pussy rings bells, as men’s pearly streams are disarming
“I like her Bonnie.”
“And Clyde she’s not too scrawny
“She’s more appealing than stealing other people’s money
“Nice figure you got there lass, and Bon she’s desirable than one of those Hustler’s bunny
This sexy dirty-blond head beauty, softly fanning my face, outlining my lips
She’s wet no doubt, waiting for me to lick her clit
Then she placed a finger in my mouth
She licked over her same finger “Mm… well I be, honey? Let’s see how you taste down south
“Clyde be so kind and pull the car over.”
“Bonnie we don’t have time, the Sheriff and a Texas Ranger’s scent are hovering
And out here, no protection to take immediate cover
“Please, you know I like writing poetry, pics, and…soft chicks
You can even taste her honey lips, her pussy, after me as it seeps and drips
These two were bargaining for my just due the sunken treasure between my thighs
Known to make any man heart rise, his dick even harder once inside
A Bounty on my head for the absent of that slip and slide
A reward by John Dillinger and his ruthless gang beyond sunrise
Mm… I have a craving for some blonde hair Angel food, and a hard dick I peeped for an oiling pussy lube
This sexy woman climbed over the back seat
Laid me down, spread my legs... Oh Clyde what a sweet pussy my lips shall meet
Save some for me Bon, I love a honey sucking feast
Her soft hands lifting up my dress
My back arched in anticipation, waiting for her to lick on my bushy nest
Her tongue swooped inside
Oh yes…my fantasy and fetishes I yearn once seeking pleasure for a mouth ride
Mm…keep the feeling right there, my fingers interlocking in her hair
I placed my hand over the seat
The pace of her tongue firing inside me, took my speech
Her fingers, dueling the pleasure upon each licking greet
The back door was opened, I looked up, two balls hanging of pure masculine meat
My mouth instantly opened for his girth’s hard treat
Her tongue dancing deeper inside me not missing a beat
Moans and groans heard among three outlaws
Climaxing in Bonnie’s mouth her tongue meeting my butter rum soft rainfall
Clyde throwing his head back, his dick locked in the inner sanctum of my jaws
Holding my chin upward for his pearly flow, streaming down my throat, loving the thrill of it all
Tea bagging my mouth with his balls
Mm...such sweet pleasure I got in the heat of the hot desert
An experience one can never come to measure
A Sheriff’s patrol car whizzed by, we all ducked
I think we need to part, and to you two, the best of luck
Later that night, two outlaws made the news, bank robbers, and their graven images of misconduct
Bonnie and Clyde, shaking my head, smiling, knowing, those two I had fucked
And him, his pearly flow I swallowed after a good grunting suck
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