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Her Ways
Mysterious in ways,too deep the way her love craves.
Not many can handle her love centric plays.
Always staying silent,only to know that one wants try it.
So she escapes to her imaginary place.
The image of his dick,so black and so thick.
Like a lion she's ready to pounce on her pray.
The kiss of her lips,on the head of his dick.
To the warmth of her mouth,watching her head go up and down.
The sounds that she makes,
she slurps with no breaks.
The feeling you can't shake,
you can't fight it,
so don't fake.
Her head game is out of control.
Lord Jesus you say,
Holding her head stroking it deep.
Your abs get tight,she is working that dick right.
Your going to make me cum,
As your tingles make you numb.
You look in her eyes,
the explosion you can't compromise,
as you watch her swallow your soul.
Not many can handle her love centric plays.
Always staying silent,only to know that one wants try it.
So she escapes to her imaginary place.
The image of his dick,so black and so thick.
Like a lion she's ready to pounce on her pray.
The kiss of her lips,on the head of his dick.
To the warmth of her mouth,watching her head go up and down.
The sounds that she makes,
she slurps with no breaks.
The feeling you can't shake,
you can't fight it,
so don't fake.
Her head game is out of control.
Lord Jesus you say,
Holding her head stroking it deep.
Your abs get tight,she is working that dick right.
Your going to make me cum,
As your tingles make you numb.
You look in her eyes,
the explosion you can't compromise,
as you watch her swallow your soul.
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