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Midnight

Was shortly after midnight
In the back seat making love
Orange trees were all around us
Stars were shining up above

The air was permeated
With a sweet orange blossom smell
The fifty Ford was rocking
She loved fucking, I could tell

My cock was stroking on time,
To a then, top fifty tune.
She squeezed her pussy 'round me
Underneath the harvest moon

She said, “Why don't you eat me,
Lick my clit and make me cum.
I'll suck your dick, you'll like it
Then please fuck me up the bum.”

We turned 'round to sixty-nine
She deep throated right away
I chowed down on her pussy
Sucked her clitoris for play

She cupped my balls with both hands
With my cock in tonsil town
I stuck two fingers in her
And her cunt began to crown

Her hips began to quiver
And she squirted in my face
Her climax had arisen
In that other time and place

My pecker then was pulsing
She was stroking as she sucked
She swallowed my hot semen
As she wet my face and bucked

The frogs outside were croaking
And the crickets clicked a tune
She licked her lips, smiled at me
And she offered me her moon

On her knees, she spread her cheeks
Said, “I'd like it up the ass.”
I was young, my cock still hard
Was not something I could pass.

Vaseline was in the dash
We had been this way before
Lathered up my throbbing dick
Lubricated it to score.

I rubbed some on her anus
She was moaning, “Fuck my butt!!!”
I forced my manhood in her
And I fucked her like a slut

She squeezed her sphincter tightly
As my balls slammed on her cunt
Wet them as she came again
“Fuck me hard, is what I want!!”

I opened up the back door
Put my feet out on the ground
Grabbing her hips, for leverage
 I began to really pound

I was creaming in her asshole
She was screaming at the stars
Suddenly, headlights came on,
In the orange grove, other cars.





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