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His erections don't stop and that's a thing
That keeps him poles apart in her regard;
She likes the way he rebukes her to bring
Such shame upon her; she so likes the hard
Cock, there between his thighs; it will not rest
Until it's served a turn between her lips
And grown with her shamed blushes; it's the best
Enticement he could offer; for he sticks
It in her cunt quite roughly from the first,
Pacing himself to ensure he will last;
She lies back so excited; will she burst
With pride to be the flag wrapped round that mast?
It really doesn't matter. She loves cock.
And, so, she really hopes he will not stop.
That keeps him poles apart in her regard;
She likes the way he rebukes her to bring
Such shame upon her; she so likes the hard
Cock, there between his thighs; it will not rest
Until it's served a turn between her lips
And grown with her shamed blushes; it's the best
Enticement he could offer; for he sticks
It in her cunt quite roughly from the first,
Pacing himself to ensure he will last;
She lies back so excited; will she burst
With pride to be the flag wrapped round that mast?
It really doesn't matter. She loves cock.
And, so, she really hopes he will not stop.
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