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She was contemplating all of her days, see there were many ways to please her man but she kept tellin herself I cant, words spoken by those who actually can, but their mental aint stable enough to handle the pressure, past times had her not wanting to give her all, see it was something about this act that she just couldnt wrap her tongue around, or her mind, sayin she knew what to do when the time came, but if that was the case, she wouldnt have felt awkward when the situation was thrown in her face, cause hell, everytime that challenge is thrown in my face, I aint never felt out of place or out of my mind, see I had no problem with the wine and dine, even though a few times dinner was undercooked or just messed up completely, but that aint stop me from eating, cause hey, we all need food to live, and at the same time, we need food to give, but when it came down to her snackin it was like she went packin, M.I.A. on this way to please her dude, see some say this is selfish and rude, I just say she had me misconstrued, cause how can you be good at something you have fear of doing, its kinda like blacks being afraid to ruin the diamonds in kemet after they had already built three of em, so I looked her in the face and told her straight, I love you, but remember this, what one wont do, somebody else is standing in line to do, someone else is waiting to give that pleasure and build up that pressure inside of that man until she gets her medication, see with a down for it all woman, its like meditation, concentrating solely on the art of satisfaction, cause to hear her mans reactions just turns her on more, maybe that explains why sometimes he just enjoys his dinner lying down on the floor, cause in some instances, its okay to be that dog, and to treat him well for obedience, she treats him as the pharmacist, wanting her prescription, taste tested before being fully consumed, but once shot out, she leaves no room for drip drop dabbles, she graciously becomes the human version of scrabble, speechless, yet spelling out her happiness with every moan, see this woman never has to worry about her doctor leaving home, nor does she ever have to worry about being sick, cause with a quick tongue flick round the dick, her prescription is served
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