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Vanessa
To my queen, Vanessa
Bending over, naked, leaning on the dresser
I'm looking at you from behind, laying on our bed
Your cute ass two inches from my head
You're masturbating. I'm watching, waiting.
You ease down on to me, teasing and pleasing me, cheek to cheek.
So I lick and split it, lick some more
These are the times I adore
You freak, the furniture squeaks,
You tweak, go weak at the knees.
I'm ready, I steady you, hands on your ass
I never let your pussy pass
Your climaxes building, I feel the raw power
Your cum washes over me like a hot shower
You sink to the floor, cry out, no more!
Bending over, naked, leaning on the dresser
I'm looking at you from behind, laying on our bed
Your cute ass two inches from my head
You're masturbating. I'm watching, waiting.
You ease down on to me, teasing and pleasing me, cheek to cheek.
So I lick and split it, lick some more
These are the times I adore
You freak, the furniture squeaks,
You tweak, go weak at the knees.
I'm ready, I steady you, hands on your ass
I never let your pussy pass
Your climaxes building, I feel the raw power
Your cum washes over me like a hot shower
You sink to the floor, cry out, no more!
Published 11th Jun 2020
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