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i see her standing there �
draped in her own custom made ambiance �
flagrant in her feminine arrogance �
just how a brotha likes it �
wife beater..nosy nipples perked �
peeking hard through those cotton strands �
no panties proposition �
mind laced with that good weed �
and Woodford Reserve sentiments �
propped slightly over the kitchen counter �
no reservations needed �
ready to be fully occupied...no vacancy
no dress code whatsoever �
butt naked in Timberland boots she prefers �
feet firmly planted on the floor �
for that deep doggy style she desires �
it's gonna be a tight fit
inside her sleek dressing room �
she needs an experienced moving man �
to feng shui her insides �
give her a blue collar dick down �
an after-werk boilermaker �
turn a long hard day into a long hard night �
filled with tasty cocktails and �
a stiff cock in her tail �
save all the lovey dovey shit �
for the mornin after �
tonight it's all about gruntin and moanin �
that rare bare African bonage �
straight smuggled from the motherland �
she wants a muthafucka that gives zeeero fucks �
while fucking her mind back to that space �
of late teenage carefree wildness �
when she was childless �
reckless with her raw sexual vigor �
irresponsible..fully responsive �
down for the rigors of that deep drilling �
where pain and pleasure became synonymous �
blending beautifully in anonymous nights �
throat purring...memories blurring �
''what's his name again?'' �
shit....just stick to oohhh baby �
keepin me focused on the task at hand �
as i brand that azz Brooklyn style �
lettin loose all up in her Nile �
while she grins in sincere appreciation of �
the man behind her...parting her ass
satiating confessed sins �
of her lust greed and gluttony �
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