I want to be Ur personal Assistant

Hired
With everyday vacation in
The therapist chair
And you have to unzip his office
Available to open any time you
Feel the hunger. But you have to be in
The office face first…I have to give you
My warm thick pointer and fill you up with
Nuts and milk

That does really close up and personal.....
Business attire required...
Pumps and lace stockings

No panties but a long fur coat
And the thought of complete performance

No panties …ohhh really
What kind of dictation am I taking?

Long hard continuous and deep
With wet long kisses…..

Is overtime required

Yes double time on the break room
Counter with you holding on for dear life….

Should I. say is bending over required

Holidays especially thanksgiving so I can eat and
Get full on all your fixings and peach cobbler
Over the back of the couch is a hiring requirement.

Sounds exciting
So you can see what u going into
Turn me over and suck on my chocolate
Covered cranberries nipples
Like drinking ur.favorite drink

With the point of my tongue
Sliding along the ridges of your lips
While I lick you first from the back,
I wanna put my tongue in your ass hole
And my fingers in yo pussy until it spills
Like cascading waterfalls... So I can drink
You up like a melon slurpy

I want you to here your favorite sound of
Delight from her satisfied woman’s moans

Oh you will and call me daddy in
The process of taming her pussy like
A big top ring leader stirring in her
Well waters….

I have u know
My cum is clear like crystal spring
Waterfalls and I do know the difference

Then I will catch you by the cup full’s
And put a cold old school fucking on you
With ice cubes and skittles
I will make you face the colors of
Your rainbow

I am every color you could ever taste
Or imagine in the taste of the rainbow

And every flavor that I can think of in
The full triumph of pleasure….

Like Tupac would say
Tell daddy how u wants it

He knows…doggy style with
Snoop dog melodies in the background and
She knows he is a very down Ryder
All the way in, that will make her callout
Dear mama

I am Ur ride your dick
Or die chick...can u feel me

I can feel you on the edge of my gentle breeze
Riding the waves enchanted with your touches
With in and out sliding motions

Soft winds wet petals touching
The very heart of u

And putting her through slow
Smooth flight time
With head and tongue stimulation
With scuba gear for a deeper dip...
Of sexual escalation

Going deep into my abyss like a whirlpool
It keeps pulling u deeper in

Making your drip drop sprinkles and
Shift gears deep within your trembling
I like an 8.5 on Richter scale.
To a full blown tsunami
You just shuck my axis

The point on purpose to get
On at exit 50
Drive up your grand river
Make you have a spiritual response
Speak in tongue in 20 different reasons
With cold hard admissions of truth
Simultaneously send heat waves and shock
Through your pussy and chest
Up you back and make you ass slip of
Your peak and make your conscious feel the
Onslaught of my dick without pressure
Neither force, now sling that pussy back
Like you have some gas left in it…