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Lion

Panties white,short and tight,
Standing hard, i think i might!
Approach her like a stalking lion!
I pounce behind her, waste no time on.
My breath she feels upon her neck!
The heat it brings! Small beads of sweat!
Trickling down her back and crack!
My fingers gliding round to squeeze her stack.
The other hand it wonders down,
To find the jewel! Her soaking crown!
My fingers slip inside her nest!
Her gleaming bud! Warming " oh the best"
I spin her round, its face to face!
Our hearts in tune a race, the pace.
To her knees she crumbles down!
Worshiping my meat in and around!
Grasping hair, and grabbing her kneck
Her throat i pound and plan to wreck!
She takes it like a good girl will,
Looking up at me, a thrill a skill!
In and out and strings of spit,
That gagging mouth, a perfect fit!
Her hands like pistons in full affect,
Squeezing, stroking, my cock like tech!
I guide her up back on her feet,
To our bed the fuck retreat!
We explode into a fire of passion,
Grinding, writhing fucking Action!
Hours pass,the game it ends
The lions fed! No time for talk!
I fade to sleep till i next stalk!
Written by Woomaster70
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