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Playing Away
He may have little time to use a slut
Who stays at home, while he's fucking away;
Just think: sir's cock is sinking in a butt
That's hardly touched and unused to the play
Of male hardness pressing in, supreme;
While yet another pair of gleaming eyes
Looks on in wonder, waiting - will she ream
The tight young arse hole - her spittle supplies
Sufficient moisture, so sir can enforce
A penetration that has not been tried;
And, once she cries for mercy, his recourse
Is to withdraw to find that lips supplied
Will warm his dirty cock and clean him fine
In Paris, where he has so little time.
Who stays at home, while he's fucking away;
Just think: sir's cock is sinking in a butt
That's hardly touched and unused to the play
Of male hardness pressing in, supreme;
While yet another pair of gleaming eyes
Looks on in wonder, waiting - will she ream
The tight young arse hole - her spittle supplies
Sufficient moisture, so sir can enforce
A penetration that has not been tried;
And, once she cries for mercy, his recourse
Is to withdraw to find that lips supplied
Will warm his dirty cock and clean him fine
In Paris, where he has so little time.
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