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I miss the size of your boobs on my hands, I want to climb inside your mind,
The wetness of your lips, the saliva covering your mouth,
The playback melody inside my head while viewing your thighs from a side, high to a point I saw the color of your body
I miss my eyes on your ass, made my dick hard with the look of your eyes,
Since I came for you, I hope after this you will cum for me,
Passing my fingers on your pussy, drinking from your juice clit, rubbing and flickering all over.
Loving The sound you make, my finger inside your hole,
The smell and sound it makes, there won’t be time to be gentle,
This ain’t the day light, it’s the park light and the art is your body
I want your dirty mind, the nasty one, the one we used to talk about,
Like we are in one room, let me cook you the best food but this one, am sorry imma eat you myself today, lets plant these fucking thoughts since we got all room to ourselves.
You are so beautiful and desirable, I fill the urge to rush, pin and pounce you,
But then again no you deserve all, patience, understanding and respect,
Tell me your preference, so that we can fuck in special ways because this is a contest while we enjoy the calculation down the erotic highway,
The pleasure is mine when we reach the journey rough gently.
The wetness of your lips, the saliva covering your mouth,
The playback melody inside my head while viewing your thighs from a side, high to a point I saw the color of your body
I miss my eyes on your ass, made my dick hard with the look of your eyes,
Since I came for you, I hope after this you will cum for me,
Passing my fingers on your pussy, drinking from your juice clit, rubbing and flickering all over.
Loving The sound you make, my finger inside your hole,
The smell and sound it makes, there won’t be time to be gentle,
This ain’t the day light, it’s the park light and the art is your body
I want your dirty mind, the nasty one, the one we used to talk about,
Like we are in one room, let me cook you the best food but this one, am sorry imma eat you myself today, lets plant these fucking thoughts since we got all room to ourselves.
You are so beautiful and desirable, I fill the urge to rush, pin and pounce you,
But then again no you deserve all, patience, understanding and respect,
Tell me your preference, so that we can fuck in special ways because this is a contest while we enjoy the calculation down the erotic highway,
The pleasure is mine when we reach the journey rough gently.
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