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DannyBoyT3000
If you find me on your Snapchat,
I will let you be my lap cat.
You can rub your clit there for me
Till you rain like skies gone stormy
From the depths of your wet cunt hole
As I stroke my fulsome front pole
Made of meat meant for the pocket
Which you call your own cock-socket.
You can watch me, full and freely,
Rev my hot rod strong and steely,
Ready for your wet love tunnel,
Waiting open as a funnel
That will guide my cum into you
Once my red-hot cock's ran through you.
You can gaze at my cum fountain,
Bursting as if from a mountain
By volcanic rumblings under
Its deep base, and like a thunder
It will hold you rapt and gazing.
You'll imagine my cock glazing
Both your tits when you've revealed them,
Knowing you've too long concealed them,
And in time you'll crave to meet me,
Guzzle down my cum like sweet tea,
Or absorb into the hollow
Of your twat my sperm to wallow
And impregnate every egg there.
So then, now, make both your legs bare,
Spread them wide, and whether hairy
Or smooth-shaved, in your cunt bury
Every finger that you're able
To insert inside the stable
Where my stallion should be going.
Get your pussy juices flowing.
But if you are shy and struggle,
Come see me, and let us snuggle.
I can stroke a pussy better,
And can make it so much wetter,
Than a neophyte who fidgets
With some less-than-dextrous digits.
I am handy with the apps, yet
Handier to get your flaps wet! 🥰
I will let you be my lap cat.
You can rub your clit there for me
Till you rain like skies gone stormy
From the depths of your wet cunt hole
As I stroke my fulsome front pole
Made of meat meant for the pocket
Which you call your own cock-socket.
You can watch me, full and freely,
Rev my hot rod strong and steely,
Ready for your wet love tunnel,
Waiting open as a funnel
That will guide my cum into you
Once my red-hot cock's ran through you.
You can gaze at my cum fountain,
Bursting as if from a mountain
By volcanic rumblings under
Its deep base, and like a thunder
It will hold you rapt and gazing.
You'll imagine my cock glazing
Both your tits when you've revealed them,
Knowing you've too long concealed them,
And in time you'll crave to meet me,
Guzzle down my cum like sweet tea,
Or absorb into the hollow
Of your twat my sperm to wallow
And impregnate every egg there.
So then, now, make both your legs bare,
Spread them wide, and whether hairy
Or smooth-shaved, in your cunt bury
Every finger that you're able
To insert inside the stable
Where my stallion should be going.
Get your pussy juices flowing.
But if you are shy and struggle,
Come see me, and let us snuggle.
I can stroke a pussy better,
And can make it so much wetter,
Than a neophyte who fidgets
With some less-than-dextrous digits.
I am handy with the apps, yet
Handier to get your flaps wet! 🥰
Published 23rd Nov 2023
Author's Note
Reminiscing about the many wonderful women I've had sexy exchanges with on Snapchat, and how often those exchanges have led to passionate trysts in person.
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Anonymous
23rd Nov 2023 1:01pm
A bit of voyeur first thing in the morning. Probably should have put hot sauce on the eggs very this one. You have a helluva memory catalogue there
A continuous flow of rhythmic rhyme. Favourite groups of lines:
You can rub your clit there for me
Till you rain like skies gone stormy
From the depths of your wet cunt hole
As I stroke my fulsome front pole
Made of meat meant for the pocket
Which you call your own cock-socket.
You can watch me, full and freely,
Rev my hot rod strong and steely,
Ready for your wet love tunnel,
Waiting open as a funnel
That will guide my cum into you
Once my red-hot cock's ran through you.
Every finger that you're able
To insert inside the stable
Where my stallion should be going.
Get your pussy juices flowing.
You can rub your clit there for me
Till you rain like skies gone stormy
From the depths of your wet cunt hole
As I stroke my fulsome front pole
Made of meat meant for the pocket
Which you call your own cock-socket.
You can watch me, full and freely,
Rev my hot rod strong and steely,
Ready for your wet love tunnel,
Waiting open as a funnel
That will guide my cum into you
Once my red-hot cock's ran through you.
Every finger that you're able
To insert inside the stable
Where my stallion should be going.
Get your pussy juices flowing.
