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Anal beads will do the trick
As I pull out, my long fat hammer
You turn around and bend over
Ready for a cramming
With your hands upon your hips
You spread your legs and get ready
I see your sweet pussy
With fat juicy lips
It puckers-up, then without a sound spreads apart unhesitantly
For me to rip
This 29 ouncer begans to impart a beating
And you scream, "Stop, I first need to be eaten,"
So I lay you down upon your back
slide my tongue into your succulent snatch
You resist and beg as I suck upon your clit
I pull it up into my mouth, like sucking thru a straw
To intense, away you try to crawl
Spider-crawl away like, "Linda Blair," in the, "Exorcist,"
I can already tell that this fucking session is gonna go, sado-masachist
Flick on it, over and over again with my tongue
You go crazy at this excruciating ecstacy
So I stick my tongue down into your sweet honey hole
And begin to twirl it like catagory 5 tornado, ripping thru your world
Legs go weak
Your strength depletes
Great rippling movements, flow down your body
Like passing by boat, creates a wake
It's more than you can take
Ass bouncing up and down on the bed
Anyone looking from above, would think I'm giving you head
Undulation sounds proceed from your throat
Like your the, "Queen of Sheba,"
Great orgasmic motions erupt
I spin you around into the 69 position
Shove my pole down your throat to shut you up
Head on my shaft so big around, looks like you've got an adams-apple you can't get down
Pussy opened-up, what looks like 6 centimeters
I reach for the anal-beads
One by one, they go into your ass
That tight brown-eye, I'll soon relax
Flip you over on your knees
Beads hanging out your anus
So with my teeth
I bite, and slowly one by one
Pull them out
Not to fast
Don't know which one, but something hit the right button
Cause your puss started squirting
out
I rolled you over quickly
And started drinking it with my mouth
Like a water fountain
Done gushing, I lick my lips
Pull out the last couple beads, real quick
Ass-hole puckers, but is open some
Stick in my prick, and slowly begin to fuck
Push it in, pull it out
Each time I do, you let out a shout
Hole opened-up now like
quarter dollar
Lay on my back, you above
Hands on your cheeks, I hold you up
Then lower you down on this pole
Getting deeper and deeper into your ass-hole
You shake and shimmy, like santa trying to get his fat ass, down the chimney
Put you back on your knees after a while
And hit your spine, doggie-style
Fire-off a warm blast, way up in your ass
I like to see your butt-cheeks spread so far apart
Like to see when you try, but can't walk
When I pull out, you can't sit
But I'm not done yet, so I hit your slit
From your stomach, all the way down and around to your lower-back is sore
But I can't stop
I want more
You turn around and bend over
Ready for a cramming
With your hands upon your hips
You spread your legs and get ready
I see your sweet pussy
With fat juicy lips
It puckers-up, then without a sound spreads apart unhesitantly
For me to rip
This 29 ouncer begans to impart a beating
And you scream, "Stop, I first need to be eaten,"
So I lay you down upon your back
slide my tongue into your succulent snatch
You resist and beg as I suck upon your clit
I pull it up into my mouth, like sucking thru a straw
To intense, away you try to crawl
Spider-crawl away like, "Linda Blair," in the, "Exorcist,"
I can already tell that this fucking session is gonna go, sado-masachist
Flick on it, over and over again with my tongue
You go crazy at this excruciating ecstacy
So I stick my tongue down into your sweet honey hole
And begin to twirl it like catagory 5 tornado, ripping thru your world
Legs go weak
Your strength depletes
Great rippling movements, flow down your body
Like passing by boat, creates a wake
It's more than you can take
Ass bouncing up and down on the bed
Anyone looking from above, would think I'm giving you head
Undulation sounds proceed from your throat
Like your the, "Queen of Sheba,"
Great orgasmic motions erupt
I spin you around into the 69 position
Shove my pole down your throat to shut you up
Head on my shaft so big around, looks like you've got an adams-apple you can't get down
Pussy opened-up, what looks like 6 centimeters
I reach for the anal-beads
One by one, they go into your ass
That tight brown-eye, I'll soon relax
Flip you over on your knees
Beads hanging out your anus
So with my teeth
I bite, and slowly one by one
Pull them out
Not to fast
Don't know which one, but something hit the right button
Cause your puss started squirting
out
I rolled you over quickly
And started drinking it with my mouth
Like a water fountain
Done gushing, I lick my lips
Pull out the last couple beads, real quick
Ass-hole puckers, but is open some
Stick in my prick, and slowly begin to fuck
Push it in, pull it out
Each time I do, you let out a shout
Hole opened-up now like
quarter dollar
Lay on my back, you above
Hands on your cheeks, I hold you up
Then lower you down on this pole
Getting deeper and deeper into your ass-hole
You shake and shimmy, like santa trying to get his fat ass, down the chimney
Put you back on your knees after a while
And hit your spine, doggie-style
Fire-off a warm blast, way up in your ass
I like to see your butt-cheeks spread so far apart
Like to see when you try, but can't walk
When I pull out, you can't sit
But I'm not done yet, so I hit your slit
From your stomach, all the way down and around to your lower-back is sore
But I can't stop
I want more
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