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Playtime

Come play with me," the little girl cried
The boy shook his head and ran to play with his trains
The little girl stomped off to her room to hide.

"Come play with me,"  the teenage girl said.
The boy gruffly said "No, go away!"
As she slapped him upside his head.

Time flew by, the girl became a woman
The boy started to notice her breasts
And the woman thought he was a good man.

He watched her now as she walked by
Sexy as hell, she was no little girl
Her breasts were full and her ass, oh my!

She pretended she didn't see his eyes wide
Her pussy felt so good and wet
If he would have spoken to her, she knew she would have lied.

Truth was, she wanted to play
Different than before with him
They were much older, his cock she wanted it to stay.

Inside of her, all hard and sweet
God! He was so good
Where did he learn to play like this under the sheet?

Now he was much older, still loved to play
His woman was still just as pretty
Her hair in curlers and almost grey.
Written by QuinnARichardson
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