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Intuition
Their might be some new hope with this one,
another chance to guess and ask why we bring ourselves here again.
starting with my hand your knee and your hand on my lap as they get closer to the bean,
your tastes bused seem eccentric and exited to see me again
with your tongue wrapped around mine, our lust seems to not be so divine,
not by theory, but just as chaotic as it can be in the youth,
with something so loose as attractiveness
and how easily are eyes can be contorted to the image we see to define beauty from our lips and eyes
how something you'd hate to lose
but with out you are nothing
with only the felling intact the taste is only a mere distraction as gobbling something so large, it seems to be our only interaction between your body and soul
. over time i guess its should be that I should return the favor and make love to your small beam
twirl around it with the tip of my tongue, and lick it up and down until you star to scream.
you'll cum in my mouth and i'll deliver the same sentence
you know what this means, you know where not finished,...
lift your shirt up and unfancy our bra
take off your dripping wet panties with your pussy looking so raw
touch my lips on you stomach move it down until you plummet,
with your hands on my head running through my hair,
and with long fingers up in your stomach
and with my hands holding you up by your ass up wide in the air
we continue on how we started, as i pull my long penis out like i just don't care
just like mere practice ago, move up ward to you mouth,
the erg i feel as i put my dick in and out
push my penis deep in between your lap,
squeeze so tightly inside like a tight cap
rush my semen all down through your hole
suck on your tongue and breast until you cant take no moe
its time relax, and look the movie is already finish
both sweating and naked, and not looking at the image
just my body on top off yours with your hair in hand
my dick deep in side your love and my hand smacking your ass.
i feel you cum and you insides tighten up, with my final bust
i gotta say, that time, i really did fuck you up.
another chance to guess and ask why we bring ourselves here again.
starting with my hand your knee and your hand on my lap as they get closer to the bean,
your tastes bused seem eccentric and exited to see me again
with your tongue wrapped around mine, our lust seems to not be so divine,
not by theory, but just as chaotic as it can be in the youth,
with something so loose as attractiveness
and how easily are eyes can be contorted to the image we see to define beauty from our lips and eyes
how something you'd hate to lose
but with out you are nothing
with only the felling intact the taste is only a mere distraction as gobbling something so large, it seems to be our only interaction between your body and soul
. over time i guess its should be that I should return the favor and make love to your small beam
twirl around it with the tip of my tongue, and lick it up and down until you star to scream.
you'll cum in my mouth and i'll deliver the same sentence
you know what this means, you know where not finished,...
lift your shirt up and unfancy our bra
take off your dripping wet panties with your pussy looking so raw
touch my lips on you stomach move it down until you plummet,
with your hands on my head running through my hair,
and with long fingers up in your stomach
and with my hands holding you up by your ass up wide in the air
we continue on how we started, as i pull my long penis out like i just don't care
just like mere practice ago, move up ward to you mouth,
the erg i feel as i put my dick in and out
push my penis deep in between your lap,
squeeze so tightly inside like a tight cap
rush my semen all down through your hole
suck on your tongue and breast until you cant take no moe
its time relax, and look the movie is already finish
both sweating and naked, and not looking at the image
just my body on top off yours with your hair in hand
my dick deep in side your love and my hand smacking your ass.
i feel you cum and you insides tighten up, with my final bust
i gotta say, that time, i really did fuck you up.
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