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This Thickness
This Thickness is a fucking curse
It’s so hard to squeeze inside things
I swing both ways, and I swing low
Bend on over, watch me grow
The last woman I ever slept with was taller than me. Most women couldn’t handle my girth. This woman had a large and wide vagina. I couldn’t even locate her pussy walls. She had chin stubble and a face mole that was as large as her flared nostril.
She had a gold tooth which she got after losing one in a street brawl. Her clit was larger than my thumb.
She ate raw onions and drank Evan Williams straight from the bottle. She had a back tattoo of Nicholas Cage in National Treasure.
Fucking her wasn’t always fun, but she turned me on so hard. Shortly thereafter I began fucking men.
It’s so hard to squeeze inside things
I swing both ways, and I swing low
Bend on over, watch me grow
The last woman I ever slept with was taller than me. Most women couldn’t handle my girth. This woman had a large and wide vagina. I couldn’t even locate her pussy walls. She had chin stubble and a face mole that was as large as her flared nostril.
She had a gold tooth which she got after losing one in a street brawl. Her clit was larger than my thumb.
She ate raw onions and drank Evan Williams straight from the bottle. She had a back tattoo of Nicholas Cage in National Treasure.
Fucking her wasn’t always fun, but she turned me on so hard. Shortly thereafter I began fucking men.
Published 12th May 2020
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For Bertie
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