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Keep Knocking Motherfucka (I Got Dis)

 “Early in the morning there’s a knock ‘who the fuck is this’
Peeped out my window, fucking ho’-ass Jehovah witness,
 “I ask her to roll out, but she was persistent
Look, it’s too motherfuckin early to talk about Jesus bitch,

 “She said it’s the best time for Jesus to save my soul
I asked her will Jesus save her from a bullet hole,
 “Her shocking answer was ‘you’re full of the Devil’s shit’
Now the door was wide open as she saw my hanging dick,

 “She became speechless forgetting what she was talking about
I suggested maybe I can put something in her open mouth,
 “I’m a preachers wife and won’t disrespect him by commenting sin
To me she was talking bullshit as I lead her nerdy ass in,

 “I offered her a drink, she suggested I put on some clothes
Does my nakedness bother you she stuttered ‘no’,
 “While sitting down she kept shaking her leg
Not able to keep her eyes off my swollen dick head,

 “To my surprise she said something was hanging by my nuts
Let me get it and she got her ass up,
 “Lifting my jerking dick she reached under my balls
A few moments later my sex was filling her sucking jaws,

 “Her holy hell head was an unearthly physical attack
While at the same time she massaged her pulsating cat,
 “Causing my back to arch as I listened to her deepthroat sound
Then she got up, turned around and pulled her panties down,

 “Grabbing my dick she sexually teased it to fit
Then all the way to the nuts she made her wet pussy sit,
 “Up and down reverse cowgirl as she hummed a church song
Until fifteen minutes later she heard her cell phone,

 “Her church sister asked is everything alright she moaned ‘yes’
And give her a little time, because this guy was a sinful mess,
 “Squeezing her pussy caused my dick to be covered by creamy slime
As she pushed down harder and start to grind,

 “Fifteen became thirty then ten minutes more
I creampied that pussy twice before she headed to the door,
 “But before leaving she left a ‘Jesus love you pamphlet’ at my feet
Saying she have more sin to get out of me see you next week.”
Written by CasketSharpe
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