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Hot Denim Rub
Her lips hold a trace of coconut rum
she presses against me and wiggles her bum
She finds me erect, sliding up...sliding down
ensuring my hardness will be ready to pound
Denim against denim, friction stirring a need
our guest is certainly at work to summon my seed
It is risky to dabble, but we continue to play
our dates for the evening are mere footsteps away
Voices drift from the kitchen and no sound of advancing
restless hands travel slowly, a risk that's worth chancing
Her firm fleshy shape greets the soft of my hands,
she says, "fuck me real soon, it's not a wish, I demand."
Of course at that moment, my date swerves around the corner
it appears we are chatting, my hand loose on one shoulder
She hovers to join, and the tension reduces
but the plan has been set, this girl wants no excuses
Beckoned away by the drift of a question
she quickly departs and we proceed with our session
Her lips are upon me, clutching straight for the lump
that keeps silently springing to the stroke of each rub
Again, interrupted...but still undetected
the permission aroused cannot now be prevented
We join the small gathering just to fend off suspicion
biding our time before we make the transition
A round of stiff drinks are generously offered
I can see her man fading by the slump in his posture
My partner is slowing, her words getting quiet
her lids have surrendered, our cue to revive it
She cautiously exits and I wait several minutes
ensuring that our dates have reached their own limits
The sway of her hips tightly wrapped in blue denim
holds my fixed gaze and stirs my white venom
Casually perched, elbows propped on some stairs
already unbuttoned, I take her jeans off from there
The brightest orange panties are the next thing to go
they cling to her body while I rub her real slow
Unzipped from restriction, she spits and massages
her panties removed , she is covered in droplets
Slow across the clit, straight into her wetness
my cock pushes in with a wail from the temptress
She uses the stairwell to get good position
and pushes against me in perfect precision.
she presses against me and wiggles her bum
She finds me erect, sliding up...sliding down
ensuring my hardness will be ready to pound
Denim against denim, friction stirring a need
our guest is certainly at work to summon my seed
It is risky to dabble, but we continue to play
our dates for the evening are mere footsteps away
Voices drift from the kitchen and no sound of advancing
restless hands travel slowly, a risk that's worth chancing
Her firm fleshy shape greets the soft of my hands,
she says, "fuck me real soon, it's not a wish, I demand."
Of course at that moment, my date swerves around the corner
it appears we are chatting, my hand loose on one shoulder
She hovers to join, and the tension reduces
but the plan has been set, this girl wants no excuses
Beckoned away by the drift of a question
she quickly departs and we proceed with our session
Her lips are upon me, clutching straight for the lump
that keeps silently springing to the stroke of each rub
Again, interrupted...but still undetected
the permission aroused cannot now be prevented
We join the small gathering just to fend off suspicion
biding our time before we make the transition
A round of stiff drinks are generously offered
I can see her man fading by the slump in his posture
My partner is slowing, her words getting quiet
her lids have surrendered, our cue to revive it
She cautiously exits and I wait several minutes
ensuring that our dates have reached their own limits
The sway of her hips tightly wrapped in blue denim
holds my fixed gaze and stirs my white venom
Casually perched, elbows propped on some stairs
already unbuttoned, I take her jeans off from there
The brightest orange panties are the next thing to go
they cling to her body while I rub her real slow
Unzipped from restriction, she spits and massages
her panties removed , she is covered in droplets
Slow across the clit, straight into her wetness
my cock pushes in with a wail from the temptress
She uses the stairwell to get good position
and pushes against me in perfect precision.
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