Wet Dream(s)

Laid back, cozing on my lonesome
Blankets prevent your man from turning into frozen
On his mind, ways to entertain his time
Bring in the finest, widest eyed, blonde divine
Crawling up from toe to lip
Home alone, not quiet, off your toes to tip
Throw them lips, over here, come here sweet
Hands all over hips and tits to grow the meat
no to sleep, she go to grip the hose
Show her what she's missing bro
She show him what he's dream for
he's reaching for the hook to clip
She took the zip, she looks at it
Pupils swelling well I tell, that's not the only thing
Pull her over him, tease her till she shows the grin
Woe is him he long to bust his load within
clothes begone, his bone been growing old than him
Knock her over, clamber sober onto knees
Reach below he goes to show her how to breathe, slow-a-ly
Totally engrossed on what's between the thighs of she
Prized apart, twice the speed his heart-a-beat
Taste the candy, can he make her cum in half the time it takes to breed
candidly whip it out, it hangs between,
leaning over, kissing necks, his fingers make her scream,
Lingering, he slides it, gliding tight-a-ly, inside of she
It's quite a squeeze, she beg to go deeper, keep her hoping that he'll do what see please
He agrees, but not too eagerly
see he's been practicing the art of making them wait, till she gravitate impatiently,
Their hips collide like pavement and the falling leaves of autumn trees
This is what she needs, this is all she needs
The art of love been mastered before teens were past
Half an hour pass before he sees the chance to squeeze her ass
He tease with class and now she plea to receive a blast
She creams at last, he's creaming last,
A gentleman make sure she's done before he release his cum on them
She's welcome round any time, and she'd be pleased to cum again