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Sex is So Nice
All female charms embody
The feel of her naked body
Her boobs are a joy to clutch
As is her red hirsute crutch
My hand feels between her thighs
'Fuck me please' are her cries
'Get me ready for this action,
To my cock apply some suction'
Her mouth takes in its full length
The stimulus gives it strength.
Meantime I employ my tongue
To persuade her clit to come
We are both as horny as a rabbit
This is our usual sexual habit
I mount her to put it inside
Ready for a lengthy ride
A sensual slide in full size
'Fuck me hard' are her cries
At the end of her moist passage
The G-spot enjoys its massage
Stimulates her cunt to coming
Our emotions are really humming
Her crotch is now really wet
And we've hardly started yet.
Missionary, spoons and her on top
Change position, when to stop?
Our bodies, so intimate and close;
We'll need a rest I suppose,
Staying joined and closely cuddled,
To stay awake we then struggled.
When we awoke we continued to fuck
Both in the mood, such was our luck
On our thirtieth orgasm we called it a day
But in our bed we decided to stay,
The beauty of a loving relationship
Is so much more than a sexual trip
The feel of her naked body
Her boobs are a joy to clutch
As is her red hirsute crutch
My hand feels between her thighs
'Fuck me please' are her cries
'Get me ready for this action,
To my cock apply some suction'
Her mouth takes in its full length
The stimulus gives it strength.
Meantime I employ my tongue
To persuade her clit to come
We are both as horny as a rabbit
This is our usual sexual habit
I mount her to put it inside
Ready for a lengthy ride
A sensual slide in full size
'Fuck me hard' are her cries
At the end of her moist passage
The G-spot enjoys its massage
Stimulates her cunt to coming
Our emotions are really humming
Her crotch is now really wet
And we've hardly started yet.
Missionary, spoons and her on top
Change position, when to stop?
Our bodies, so intimate and close;
We'll need a rest I suppose,
Staying joined and closely cuddled,
To stay awake we then struggled.
When we awoke we continued to fuck
Both in the mood, such was our luck
On our thirtieth orgasm we called it a day
But in our bed we decided to stay,
The beauty of a loving relationship
Is so much more than a sexual trip
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