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Soul Food
Feed me
Feel me
Fill me... I'm hungry. Starving
How did I get here? On your floor
My lips are wet. Your fingers are next
I lick them... feed me. You stick them
Inside... feel me. Putting his tongue in
My mouth... fill me
With everything you said you would
Would bring. Endless orgasms. Pain.
He pins me down & takes it out
His dick in my mouth I swear it feels
So good there... feed me.
I suck & I squeeze his dick then take
It out to look at it. Its rock hard. His
Precum drips. My tongue catches it
I drink... feel me.
He sucks my nipples while teasing
My clit with the tip of his dick. Mmm
Yes! My heart races. I bring his dick
Back to my face. I suck on the head
Before he puts it in all the way...
Fill me.
I'm on top riding, bouncing, squeezing
My pussy on his dick. Grinding.
Gripping it.
He's squeezing my waist so hard
Pushing his dick deeper in me
We're in synch... feed me.
An unspoken rage in his eyes. It's scary
He picks me up. Throwing me on my
Stomach. He spreads me gently
Pushing In his head and then the rest
My ass smacking against his thighs...
Feel me.
Now he's grinding inside. Finding a
Melody to keep rocking me to.
Dancing to the rythm of my moans
My screams. Beating it ruthlessly
Juicing me
Feed me...
Feel me...
Fill me... endlessly. Soul Food
Feel me
Fill me... I'm hungry. Starving
How did I get here? On your floor
My lips are wet. Your fingers are next
I lick them... feed me. You stick them
Inside... feel me. Putting his tongue in
My mouth... fill me
With everything you said you would
Would bring. Endless orgasms. Pain.
He pins me down & takes it out
His dick in my mouth I swear it feels
So good there... feed me.
I suck & I squeeze his dick then take
It out to look at it. Its rock hard. His
Precum drips. My tongue catches it
I drink... feel me.
He sucks my nipples while teasing
My clit with the tip of his dick. Mmm
Yes! My heart races. I bring his dick
Back to my face. I suck on the head
Before he puts it in all the way...
Fill me.
I'm on top riding, bouncing, squeezing
My pussy on his dick. Grinding.
Gripping it.
He's squeezing my waist so hard
Pushing his dick deeper in me
We're in synch... feed me.
An unspoken rage in his eyes. It's scary
He picks me up. Throwing me on my
Stomach. He spreads me gently
Pushing In his head and then the rest
My ass smacking against his thighs...
Feel me.
Now he's grinding inside. Finding a
Melody to keep rocking me to.
Dancing to the rythm of my moans
My screams. Beating it ruthlessly
Juicing me
Feed me...
Feel me...
Fill me... endlessly. Soul Food
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