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Like a Virgin
The luscious ruby red lips as I test
an old man’s elbow brushes my chest
caressed pressure, it’s beyond my haste
forbidden passion fruit are mine to taste
I don’t understand this unnamed feeling
passionate taste has left me reeling
a stolen kiss, so lovely under a mistletoe
subtly soft a wet little bunny dreams becoming his dirty little Ho!
desires for the aged it’s lusciously intense
words uttered by them a fragrance of incense
a rush like an old hummingbird on a rat race
salt and peppered I just want to kiss his god damned face!
embrace me tightly showing me it is bliss
his words are deadly and I tell him he makes me horny
these voluptuous bosoms need to be filled with his kiss
filling my brains with endorphins, all I need is the ecstasy
a warmth that I’m ready for his embrace
tears of joy, sexuality in a passionate place
let his strong hands grace upon my face
my breasts are for him to grope and violently taste
beneath the luscious body, the pair laced with wild nectar
gracious amber, glowing in dark, just like the north star
and all day long I just stay at home, fantasizing
rough hands molesting my 40DDs and right sizing
these natural beauties, I’m a young BBW at its best
a feeling, can no longer keep in my pounding chest
in the safety of dark lace lily cornice they both rest
yet flowing perfectly and shapely, these are my breasts
caressing touch I imagined a sensual feeling
with an aged old lips that are locked and sealing
rough and damned, gooodd!! i can’t stop the daily dreaming
Ooohhh with all his experience, I just want him in me, just fucking
let them hands roam freely, all day and all night
dark, musky and strong, groping me until it feels just right
subtle caresses, those dark melons are tinglin’
these excitements, making me feel just like a Virgin!
an old man’s elbow brushes my chest
caressed pressure, it’s beyond my haste
forbidden passion fruit are mine to taste
I don’t understand this unnamed feeling
passionate taste has left me reeling
a stolen kiss, so lovely under a mistletoe
subtly soft a wet little bunny dreams becoming his dirty little Ho!
desires for the aged it’s lusciously intense
words uttered by them a fragrance of incense
a rush like an old hummingbird on a rat race
salt and peppered I just want to kiss his god damned face!
embrace me tightly showing me it is bliss
his words are deadly and I tell him he makes me horny
these voluptuous bosoms need to be filled with his kiss
filling my brains with endorphins, all I need is the ecstasy
a warmth that I’m ready for his embrace
tears of joy, sexuality in a passionate place
let his strong hands grace upon my face
my breasts are for him to grope and violently taste
beneath the luscious body, the pair laced with wild nectar
gracious amber, glowing in dark, just like the north star
and all day long I just stay at home, fantasizing
rough hands molesting my 40DDs and right sizing
these natural beauties, I’m a young BBW at its best
a feeling, can no longer keep in my pounding chest
in the safety of dark lace lily cornice they both rest
yet flowing perfectly and shapely, these are my breasts
caressing touch I imagined a sensual feeling
with an aged old lips that are locked and sealing
rough and damned, gooodd!! i can’t stop the daily dreaming
Ooohhh with all his experience, I just want him in me, just fucking
let them hands roam freely, all day and all night
dark, musky and strong, groping me until it feels just right
subtle caresses, those dark melons are tinglin’
these excitements, making me feel just like a Virgin!
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