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Do You Wanna' Get Funky  With Me? (That Smell.......)

  
“The idle mind is a playground for the devil
Do ya want to get funky with me, do ya wanna?”
 
   
She's  
standing next to a mountain,  
skin crawling, and she startin' to climb  
blazing hot  
his mushroom straining towards the sky  
volcanic,  
lust is such a rush  
the mighty mountain rumbles  
eruption just about to bust  
and nature's wonder  
cream rising, flowing down    
the other side  
she straddles the highest peak  
legs spread open* wide*  
   
   
“I'm gonna' set you on fire 'cause it's hot....it's so hot”  
   
Mmmm........ “ I chop it down with the edge of my hand”  
my royal flush spread wide  
I see all aces and spades  
parting those cheeks open  
begging, "my god, what hath thou made?"  
   
Beads of water    
dripping down the crack of her caramel colored ass  
puckered brown Betty  
“make it last, make it last”  
dripping deep down in the valley  
of the shadows of death  
the pleasures found    
way  
      down  
            there......  
   
   
“honey butter” drips across  
hot crossed buns  
wet as a raging river  
wading in her waters; got to get me some.......  
   
“.....it's so hot, I'm burning up”  
   
fuck social correctness and cultural grace  
"baby got back"    
her “goodies” spread all out in    
my face  
"cries the restless feline"  
she quivers and shakes  
“my violent femme”  
let me have    
   
just  
      a little  
            taste  
 
“Ooh, that smell  
Can't you smell that smell?  
Ooh, that smell  
The smell of sex surrounds you.....”
 
   
“.....it's so hot, I'm burning up”  
   
acid and base  
your lust is my drug  
I'm dusted  
I'm laced  
   
our bodies drip  
thick beads of wanton sweat  
my dick is so hard  
her pussy so damned “soft and wet”  
   
breathing    
so hot and heavy  
strokin' her slit, ready to get inside  
“we go deep, we ain't gon' get no sleep”  
standin' all up in it, shiftin' into overdrive.........( "in the back of that six-five" )  
   
   
“......I'm gonna' set you on fire 'cause it's hot....it's so hot”  
   
and our juices boiling  
silken linens  
soiled and wet  
“I smell sex and candy....here”  
in "Marcy's Playground"  
I have no fear......for asking  
and lest I forget  
 
 when  
               the    
                        fuckin' is through  
   
and the room has that scent  
of a strange shade of acid-blue  
and our body's spread and twisted,  
spent  in the moment  
not a damn thing else to lose,  
   
“Do ya want to get funky with me?”  
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published
Author's Note
.........and it's late in the evening, the brown liquor has kicked in and I'm ready to "get it in"
“The idle mind is a playground for the devil
Do ya want to get funky with me, do ya wanna?” (from the mind of a crazed music man)
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