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Mm.. Such A Sweet Liaison With Bonnie And Clyde
Bienville Parish, Louisiana
“Where you heading my dear.”
“Anyplace other than here.”
“Why Clyde, she’s even prettier than the rising sun
Did these two know I’m considered an outlaw on the run?
John Dillinger got a bounty on my head because he couldn’t cum
Depleted all of my butter rum
Then said I’m not done,
His posse wanted to have some fun
“What’s your name?”
“Swe…Mae West, known in these parts as the undercover sexual dame.”
“Well hop in.”
“Me and my beau here, taking a ride for a little blasting deadly sins
“Mm...my types of games.”
“In these parts darling, for us they’re one and the same.”
I got into their V8 Ford, closing the door preparing for my blind faith
Adjusting my feet over several tommy guns, sub-machine guns and ammo, idle in wait
These two were my salvation without shedding my clothes in haste
Or to have several men at the Golden Carousal Saloon vying for my sweeten taste
“You know how to shoot darling.”
“Depends on if he satisfies me after my initial charming.”
In the covers, my pussy rings bells, as men’s pearly streams are disarming
“I like her Bonnie.”
“And Clyde she’s not too scrawny
“She’s more appealing than stealing other people’s money
“Nice figure you got there lass, and Bon she’s desirable than one of those Hustler’s bunny
This sexy dirty-blond head beauty, softly fanning my face, outlining my lips
She’s wet no doubt, waiting for me to lick her clit
Then she placed a finger in my mouth
She licked over her same finger “Mm… well I be, honey? Let’s see how you taste down south
“Clyde be so kind and pull the car over.”
“Bonnie we don’t have time, the Sheriff and a Texas Ranger’s scent are hovering
And out here, no protection to take immediate cover
“Please, you know I like writing poetry, pics, and…soft chicks
You can even taste her honey lips, her pussy, after me as it seeps and drips
These two were bargaining for my just due the sunken treasure between my thighs
Known to make any man heart rise, his dick even harder once inside
A Bounty on my head for the absent of that slip and slide
A reward by John Dillinger and his ruthless gang beyond sunrise
Mm… I have a craving for some blonde hair Angel food, and a hard dick I peeped for an oiling pussy lube
This sexy woman climbed over the back seat
Laid me down, spread my legs... Oh Clyde what a sweet pussy my lips shall meet
Save some for me Bon, I love a honey sucking feast
Her soft hands lifting up my dress
My back arched in anticipation, waiting for her to lick on my bushy nest
Her tongue swooped inside
Oh yes…my fantasy and fetishes I yearn once seeking pleasure for a mouth ride
Mm…keep the feeling right there, my fingers interlocking in her hair
I placed my hand over the seat
The pace of her tongue firing inside me, took my speech
Her fingers, dueling the pleasure upon each licking greet
The back door was opened, I looked up, two balls hanging of pure masculine meat
My mouth instantly opened for his girth’s hard treat
Her tongue dancing deeper inside me not missing a beat
Moans and groans heard among three outlaws
Climaxing in Bonnie’s mouth her tongue meeting my butter rum soft rainfall
Clyde throwing his head back, his dick locked in the inner sanctum of my jaws
Holding my chin upward for his pearly flow, streaming down my throat, loving the thrill of it all
Tea bagging my mouth with his balls
Mm...such sweet pleasure I got in the heat of the hot desert
An experience one can never come to measure
A Sheriff’s patrol car whizzed by, we all ducked
I think we need to part, and to you two, the best of luck
Later that night, two outlaws made the news, bank robbers, and their graven images of misconduct
Bonnie and Clyde, shaking my head, smiling, knowing, those two I had fucked
And him, his pearly flow I swallowed after a good grunting suck
“Where you heading my dear.”
“Anyplace other than here.”
“Why Clyde, she’s even prettier than the rising sun
Did these two know I’m considered an outlaw on the run?
John Dillinger got a bounty on my head because he couldn’t cum
Depleted all of my butter rum
Then said I’m not done,
His posse wanted to have some fun
“What’s your name?”
“Swe…Mae West, known in these parts as the undercover sexual dame.”
“Well hop in.”
“Me and my beau here, taking a ride for a little blasting deadly sins
“Mm...my types of games.”
“In these parts darling, for us they’re one and the same.”
I got into their V8 Ford, closing the door preparing for my blind faith
Adjusting my feet over several tommy guns, sub-machine guns and ammo, idle in wait
These two were my salvation without shedding my clothes in haste
Or to have several men at the Golden Carousal Saloon vying for my sweeten taste
“You know how to shoot darling.”
“Depends on if he satisfies me after my initial charming.”
In the covers, my pussy rings bells, as men’s pearly streams are disarming
“I like her Bonnie.”
“And Clyde she’s not too scrawny
“She’s more appealing than stealing other people’s money
“Nice figure you got there lass, and Bon she’s desirable than one of those Hustler’s bunny
This sexy dirty-blond head beauty, softly fanning my face, outlining my lips
She’s wet no doubt, waiting for me to lick her clit
Then she placed a finger in my mouth
She licked over her same finger “Mm… well I be, honey? Let’s see how you taste down south
“Clyde be so kind and pull the car over.”
“Bonnie we don’t have time, the Sheriff and a Texas Ranger’s scent are hovering
And out here, no protection to take immediate cover
“Please, you know I like writing poetry, pics, and…soft chicks
You can even taste her honey lips, her pussy, after me as it seeps and drips
These two were bargaining for my just due the sunken treasure between my thighs
Known to make any man heart rise, his dick even harder once inside
A Bounty on my head for the absent of that slip and slide
A reward by John Dillinger and his ruthless gang beyond sunrise
Mm… I have a craving for some blonde hair Angel food, and a hard dick I peeped for an oiling pussy lube
This sexy woman climbed over the back seat
Laid me down, spread my legs... Oh Clyde what a sweet pussy my lips shall meet
Save some for me Bon, I love a honey sucking feast
Her soft hands lifting up my dress
My back arched in anticipation, waiting for her to lick on my bushy nest
Her tongue swooped inside
Oh yes…my fantasy and fetishes I yearn once seeking pleasure for a mouth ride
Mm…keep the feeling right there, my fingers interlocking in her hair
I placed my hand over the seat
The pace of her tongue firing inside me, took my speech
Her fingers, dueling the pleasure upon each licking greet
The back door was opened, I looked up, two balls hanging of pure masculine meat
My mouth instantly opened for his girth’s hard treat
Her tongue dancing deeper inside me not missing a beat
Moans and groans heard among three outlaws
Climaxing in Bonnie’s mouth her tongue meeting my butter rum soft rainfall
Clyde throwing his head back, his dick locked in the inner sanctum of my jaws
Holding my chin upward for his pearly flow, streaming down my throat, loving the thrill of it all
Tea bagging my mouth with his balls
Mm...such sweet pleasure I got in the heat of the hot desert
An experience one can never come to measure
A Sheriff’s patrol car whizzed by, we all ducked
I think we need to part, and to you two, the best of luck
Later that night, two outlaws made the news, bank robbers, and their graven images of misconduct
Bonnie and Clyde, shaking my head, smiling, knowing, those two I had fucked
And him, his pearly flow I swallowed after a good grunting suck
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