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death fuck
she knocked at my door,
late last night,
a visitor i had in waiting,
i took the knob to let her in,
dressed to kill is all i could think,
a white top nipples out,
the shortest denim mini,
you could ever get,
she flew at me before,
i could utter a thing,
banging the door,
onto the couch she pushed me,
jumped on top,
knew she was on heat,
her thighs were warm,
my dick was hard,
felt for her pussy her pussy,
it was way wet,
she fought my fly,
caught my dick,
and let it out,
she shoved it into her pussy hole,
and sunk it deep,
'oh' she sighed in relief,
she was warm,
i turned to pin her down,
she needed the cream,
that was my cum,
was a pleasure to fuck her dressed,
and hard i did it'
she looked up and gave a smile,
closed her eyes,
and dead she went,
didn't realize it,
till i had filled her with cum,
exhausted tried to kiss her lips,
cold and no beat.....
late last night,
a visitor i had in waiting,
i took the knob to let her in,
dressed to kill is all i could think,
a white top nipples out,
the shortest denim mini,
you could ever get,
she flew at me before,
i could utter a thing,
banging the door,
onto the couch she pushed me,
jumped on top,
knew she was on heat,
her thighs were warm,
my dick was hard,
felt for her pussy her pussy,
it was way wet,
she fought my fly,
caught my dick,
and let it out,
she shoved it into her pussy hole,
and sunk it deep,
'oh' she sighed in relief,
she was warm,
i turned to pin her down,
she needed the cream,
that was my cum,
was a pleasure to fuck her dressed,
and hard i did it'
she looked up and gave a smile,
closed her eyes,
and dead she went,
didn't realize it,
till i had filled her with cum,
exhausted tried to kiss her lips,
cold and no beat.....
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