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She Want's That Dick.......
Easily recognizable,
that print
pressed against
the backdrop
of tight gabardine
moving to "straight, no-chaser",
leaving behind the "black-and-mild",
cool, slightly bent
she knows it all too well
like the lyrics
to a drug-induced Skynard song,
“Oooo that smell”
fragrantly filling the room
inundating the chasms
of her "tiffany-twisted" mind,
her delicate pussy
now on a “crazy train”
hazy and wet
hotter than hell
she wants that dick
thighs beginning to part,
feeling that bliss
from an orgasmic high
she's ready to mount his saddle
taking to the sky
on one epic “thigh ride”
( baby, don't even feel no shame )
caught up
in his pheromone mist
her moist lips drooling
feenin'
a deep, soul-sucking kiss
tipping his “mushroom-shaped” hat,
long shafted
thick and phat
imagining
every pulse,
every swollen vein
feeling every single inch
tented deep inside
body going insane
panties very wet
a constant shifting
of the incessant craving
between her thighs
long-stroke dreams
eyes wide shut
cresting the wave
of a powerful, natural high
“torrential rains.....”
...she wants that dick
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