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"Pooter"  (su sonido florece)

          
           
              used her, bruised and abused her          
efficaciously          
she fascinates me          
each time I “rent” her back door,          
screams of pleasure always          
welcome me home            
and I “take her to the limit one more time”          
forgiving me my many scarlet sins          
wherever I may roam, wherever I've been          
           
( “that puckered brown-betty smile” I am hypnotized "one mo' 'gin)          
           
her once uptight demeanor,            
now just right          
I am her Marco Polo, the explorer        
"let's get nasty tonite...."          
...waist to hips          
loose of lips, sink my ship          
into her sphinx so wet          
lord how slowly            
she navigates me down          
the “Rio de Morte”  ahhhhh.....yes          
           
“Pooter” has always been my friend          
           
she loads my bullet            
into the clinches          
of her tight chamber,          
releasing the pin          
           
           
cascades cum down          
flowing from well within          
her supple cheeks          
the gun fires once again          
           
her voice speaks of Caligula's treasures          
the conquest
         
           
and “we”          
begin to seep          
pumping each other's wells          
as a derrick pumps black gold          
trickling down upon our feet
...."rolling in the deep"         
           
sensual riches unfold          
and make not an utterance          
to a single soul          
oh, it makes them wonder          
of smiles that last for awhile          
the closeness of our embrace          
the way our “soiled kisses” taste          
           
as her sumptuous hips          
      lazily sashay          
            and she walks away, “Renee”          
           
                      
Pooter          
           
…....that puckered            
brown-betty smile          
bruised and battered          
torn and tattered          
           
           
                   she......will always be my friend
   
 
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
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Author's Note
"......I'm lookin' for a man to love me
Like I never been loved before
I'm lookin' for a man that'll do it anywhere
Even on a limousine floor" (Do you think I'm a nasty girl?) >: p songs of my youth rekindled

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