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Sinful Activities
I want to take your mouth
Shove my dick down your throat
And when I’m done, pull out to jizz on your tits
It’s what I want; it’s what you want, so why pretend?
Just come on over for some sugar baby
Spent many nights watching you undress through the window
Playing innocent as I know you must know
About my late night perversions
Imagining that body against mine
With your hair parted to the side
Giving kisses to your neck
With my hands gripping your hips
Walking past your garden, you smile at me
Invite me in for some coffee
Unexpected, but a much needed invitation
The perfect opportunity to live out my fantasies
I walk in with no time wasted
Zipper down, my cock out into your hand
Stroking me like you been waiting, like I been waiting
Not tip toeing around our actions
No, that’s not what this is
Get up and bend over that fucking couch
Stick your ass up for my firm hand
Shorts down, panties down
Holding onto the cushions while you feel my pent up frustration
Giving into our deep animal instincts with each thrust
Not making love, just lust
Flowing out, inside, and down your leg
Never telling our spouses about such sinful activities
Shove my dick down your throat
And when I’m done, pull out to jizz on your tits
It’s what I want; it’s what you want, so why pretend?
Just come on over for some sugar baby
Spent many nights watching you undress through the window
Playing innocent as I know you must know
About my late night perversions
Imagining that body against mine
With your hair parted to the side
Giving kisses to your neck
With my hands gripping your hips
Walking past your garden, you smile at me
Invite me in for some coffee
Unexpected, but a much needed invitation
The perfect opportunity to live out my fantasies
I walk in with no time wasted
Zipper down, my cock out into your hand
Stroking me like you been waiting, like I been waiting
Not tip toeing around our actions
No, that’s not what this is
Get up and bend over that fucking couch
Stick your ass up for my firm hand
Shorts down, panties down
Holding onto the cushions while you feel my pent up frustration
Giving into our deep animal instincts with each thrust
Not making love, just lust
Flowing out, inside, and down your leg
Never telling our spouses about such sinful activities
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