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Stranger
A man I don't know.
A man I just met.
Texting me and calling me hes got me so wet.
How can this be.
I don't even know if he really likes me.
I know his kiss was soft against my flesh.
I wonder what he would feel like
sucking on my breast,
pulling my hair
calling my name
riding him till his toes curl and he feels no pain.
Pulling his tan shirt off revealing his chest.
Kissing my way down
Omg this would be the best
Grabbing his cock
steering it near
licking the tip and sucking till he can't hear
Grabbing the bed post would be his best bet
Where going on a ride of our lives
Blindfolded at that
Closer and closer where climbing to the top
This feels so good I never wanna stop
My morals my values where did they go
But It feels so good fucking him slow
Riding and riding till my legs start to shake
Oh god oh god I'm awake
A man I just met.
Texting me and calling me hes got me so wet.
How can this be.
I don't even know if he really likes me.
I know his kiss was soft against my flesh.
I wonder what he would feel like
sucking on my breast,
pulling my hair
calling my name
riding him till his toes curl and he feels no pain.
Pulling his tan shirt off revealing his chest.
Kissing my way down
Omg this would be the best
Grabbing his cock
steering it near
licking the tip and sucking till he can't hear
Grabbing the bed post would be his best bet
Where going on a ride of our lives
Blindfolded at that
Closer and closer where climbing to the top
This feels so good I never wanna stop
My morals my values where did they go
But It feels so good fucking him slow
Riding and riding till my legs start to shake
Oh god oh god I'm awake
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