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Your Hood
Your Hood
Hiding beneath your soft wet hood, is your pretty Pearl, sitting there so flushed with lust, she is a hungry girl
I watch you as you slide around the floor, like a Cobra in a dance, I cant take my eyes off you, I'm locked up in a trance
Your hips are rolling up and down, I see your clit hood shine, I want to pull you closer, I want to make you mine
But touching isnt on the cards, this is a game for you, teasing at a distance, for me it's just a view
I'm sitting in my wheelchair, your writhing on the floor, gently playing with your hood, I beg you show me more
Slowly you spread your legs, revealing your glistening lips, you put a finger deep inside, then brush juice on your lips
You're sucking your finger clean, I ask you for a suck, you totally ignore my plea and simply start to fuck
Fingers crashing on your hood, your inside your cunt so deep, you've almost got a fist in, I can see your pussy seep
Your moves are mesmerising, your grinding oh so very slow, I love to watch you wanking, I really love the show
I hear you making moans and sighs, your eyes are shut real tight, I wonder what your thinking, as your cum tonight
You pick up speed you start to buck, I can see your gonna cum, now it is a sure thing, you've put a finger in your bum
That seems to do the trick, Orgasm comes real quick, God I hate my wheelchair I miss a working dick
But you make things so visual, I can fuck you in my head, at least I get to eat you, when we're in our bed
Thank you for your Cobras dance, it was such a awesome show, can I just lick your fingers, before you have to go
Ron
Hiding beneath your soft wet hood, is your pretty Pearl, sitting there so flushed with lust, she is a hungry girl
I watch you as you slide around the floor, like a Cobra in a dance, I cant take my eyes off you, I'm locked up in a trance
Your hips are rolling up and down, I see your clit hood shine, I want to pull you closer, I want to make you mine
But touching isnt on the cards, this is a game for you, teasing at a distance, for me it's just a view
I'm sitting in my wheelchair, your writhing on the floor, gently playing with your hood, I beg you show me more
Slowly you spread your legs, revealing your glistening lips, you put a finger deep inside, then brush juice on your lips
You're sucking your finger clean, I ask you for a suck, you totally ignore my plea and simply start to fuck
Fingers crashing on your hood, your inside your cunt so deep, you've almost got a fist in, I can see your pussy seep
Your moves are mesmerising, your grinding oh so very slow, I love to watch you wanking, I really love the show
I hear you making moans and sighs, your eyes are shut real tight, I wonder what your thinking, as your cum tonight
You pick up speed you start to buck, I can see your gonna cum, now it is a sure thing, you've put a finger in your bum
That seems to do the trick, Orgasm comes real quick, God I hate my wheelchair I miss a working dick
But you make things so visual, I can fuck you in my head, at least I get to eat you, when we're in our bed
Thank you for your Cobras dance, it was such a awesome show, can I just lick your fingers, before you have to go
Ron
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