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Running Late
I should have been at work already but I woke up late
My girl was in bed begging me to penetrate
I tried fighting her off but our moods only stimulate
I pulled her naturally thick black hair
Rolling off the bed on into the sofa chair
It was then I could see clear
If this girl doesn’t get fucked I’m not getting outta here
I flipped her up on the sofa holding her with pride
By the time I removed my night trousers she was already open wide
I only had to position my body to get this hard dick inside
And we went on a wild quick ride
Blowing up her contracting walls
Slapping her clit with my big balls
In and out the piston pound
Splashing her juices clitward over the mound
Then I had to stop after a jolt
Pulling out to jizz like a lightning bolt
My girl was in bed begging me to penetrate
I tried fighting her off but our moods only stimulate
I pulled her naturally thick black hair
Rolling off the bed on into the sofa chair
It was then I could see clear
If this girl doesn’t get fucked I’m not getting outta here
I flipped her up on the sofa holding her with pride
By the time I removed my night trousers she was already open wide
I only had to position my body to get this hard dick inside
And we went on a wild quick ride
Blowing up her contracting walls
Slapping her clit with my big balls
In and out the piston pound
Splashing her juices clitward over the mound
Then I had to stop after a jolt
Pulling out to jizz like a lightning bolt
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