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This poem is called Winner

Off of the top, I'm thicker than a snicker
She loves the way that I love to lick her
Slurp her up when she comes and then deep dick her
Sweet as she can be edible nail polish on her hands and feet
Chocolate Caramel skin oh she's my special treat!
Oh I'm no newbie I'm her g-spot hitter
Hit it till she squirts into my mouth then flip her
Hands and knees getting eaten from the back is her shit
Tongue in her ass while my fingers rub her clit
She reaches back to hold my head and make me take all her cum
Then looks at me with those eyes that says she's no where near done
Gets off the bed and drops to her knees
Teases the head of my dick until I beg please
She takes the whole thing into her mouth, Please don't let my legs buckle!
It feels so damn good but I know she will chuckle
See this is a game
To see who's gonna tame
The other one and put the other to shame
Her tongue is like a snake sliding through warm silk
Her head bobs back and forth like I'm a cow she needs to milk
She humming like a bird
And now I'm solid wood with my pecker
I'm about action like a verb
And now I'm a wreck her
Pull out of her mouth and throw her on the bed
She lands in doggy style position while growling,
Yeah you heard what I said
Pull her by her waist and slide to the edge of the bed
Grab her by her hair and pull back her head
Slide In slow
She stays tight, that's for sho
Heard there were other guys who couldn't give it a go
Said she was too tight
Hmm to me she's just right
And she knows it too because she starts to put up a fight
Banging into me like its round nine
Sweating like were running but were both on cloud nine
She's cumming so hard that her toes start to curl
Pulling on her hair I say "who is my girl"
Then I say again "whose is it" with some bass
She yells "Its My dick Bitch"!
She spin flips me and ends up sitting on my face
Sixty Nine position, oh that's the final round
We both know one of us is about to go down
I cant get enough of how she rides and I love the way she's tasting
The sound of her multiple orgasms is better than any radio station
I'm licking and she's slurping
Were fucking and the beds chirping
I grab her by her hips and I watch her ass slide
She locks her feet around my head
Were both about to go for a ride
I shoot into space and she squirts like a hose
We both hold on until we slow the others flows
Another even tie
We both hold on and sigh
The score still matched 0-0 but were both high
Kiss her forehead as I say goodbye
This was just lunch but ill see her for dinner
But in my Lunch time Mind
She's always the winner.
Written by poetjj (Juan M. Maldonado Jr.)
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