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Whispers
Whispers in
The dark.
He knows the mark
How to touch
Those sacred
Spots.
Softly the loud
Ouu's and ah's.
She feels sleek
Climbing on top.
Inserting additional
Meat into her flowering.
Her perfect ass blossoms
And blooms.
Soaking orgasms
In the afternoon.
Wet, drippin, moist
Sheets. Thunderous
Moans in the clappin
Heat. Our bodies
Slappin against
One another so
Passionately.
DNA genes X mixing
Y bc Insatiablely. Theres
A Ravenous craving
Between us two
The pounding thoughts.
In and out caked cream
Sits at the base.
Breaths of triumph
Bottom lips a touch
Of grace.
Straddled. Saddled up
Around his waist.
The ebs and flows
Furrowed brows
As she leaks below.
Drip drop for a moment
Then he river flows.
A warm liquidated
Mess splashes against
His chest. She taps
Out like a Bankrupt
Business. Electrocution
Conducted from raising
Her precious hood.
Then he understood.
The assignment.
It now makes sense
He pushed in and out
With no consequence.
Bed sheets felt tighter
Opened mouths the air
A little lighter.
He rails. Scratched
By her Yabba dabba doo
Nails. He yells
Call Jenny Craig
Takin the weight of
His 3rd leg. Then silence.
It's dark. Its silent.
The dark.
He knows the mark
How to touch
Those sacred
Spots.
Softly the loud
Ouu's and ah's.
She feels sleek
Climbing on top.
Inserting additional
Meat into her flowering.
Her perfect ass blossoms
And blooms.
Soaking orgasms
In the afternoon.
Wet, drippin, moist
Sheets. Thunderous
Moans in the clappin
Heat. Our bodies
Slappin against
One another so
Passionately.
DNA genes X mixing
Y bc Insatiablely. Theres
A Ravenous craving
Between us two
The pounding thoughts.
In and out caked cream
Sits at the base.
Breaths of triumph
Bottom lips a touch
Of grace.
Straddled. Saddled up
Around his waist.
The ebs and flows
Furrowed brows
As she leaks below.
Drip drop for a moment
Then he river flows.
A warm liquidated
Mess splashes against
His chest. She taps
Out like a Bankrupt
Business. Electrocution
Conducted from raising
Her precious hood.
Then he understood.
The assignment.
It now makes sense
He pushed in and out
With no consequence.
Bed sheets felt tighter
Opened mouths the air
A little lighter.
He rails. Scratched
By her Yabba dabba doo
Nails. He yells
Call Jenny Craig
Takin the weight of
His 3rd leg. Then silence.
It's dark. Its silent.
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