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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
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