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Benevolent Translucent
Simply hidden by ignorance
Stored away by irrelevance
My laundry is my perseverance
But today desire took precedence
Just a few words of passion
Simply awakens my senses
Forget duties it’s my mission
I’m having it, I’m relentless!
hours to dusk, I am to task
in my room, naked I bask
rhythmic proses arousing me
a bed of roses, I’m gonna fuck me
I feel the caresses, as I read
I feel all the touches, as I breathe
glistening blushes, as I writhe
afternoon’s hot flushes, as I cringe
sensual moment, the forbidden I awake
luscious breasts, I love them to shake
sensitive little rose bud, wet’s how I take
ohhh baby yessss, it’s love that I make
heated loins, yearning the sensuous touch
a cold chilly length on this wet crotch
a new sensation beyond imagination
the ravenous act of womanly self fornication
the pressures of this virtual game
I’ll just ignore the perverted poet’s name
pleasures of the skin, there’s no shame
orgasmic high, I’m am a beast to tame
heated loins, yearning the sensuous touch
a cold chilly length on this wet crotch
my whispering moans, I press my face
deep warmth of my pussy, a tremmoring toy to race
intense, so hot, so fucking mesmerizing
rose bud is rubbing, a chemistry simply tantalizing
how’s it’s pleasuring me.. oh babe hell yeah, it’s godsend!
then I showed him, he called it my benevolent translucent!!!
Stored away by irrelevance
My laundry is my perseverance
But today desire took precedence
Just a few words of passion
Simply awakens my senses
Forget duties it’s my mission
I’m having it, I’m relentless!
hours to dusk, I am to task
in my room, naked I bask
rhythmic proses arousing me
a bed of roses, I’m gonna fuck me
I feel the caresses, as I read
I feel all the touches, as I breathe
glistening blushes, as I writhe
afternoon’s hot flushes, as I cringe
sensual moment, the forbidden I awake
luscious breasts, I love them to shake
sensitive little rose bud, wet’s how I take
ohhh baby yessss, it’s love that I make
heated loins, yearning the sensuous touch
a cold chilly length on this wet crotch
a new sensation beyond imagination
the ravenous act of womanly self fornication
the pressures of this virtual game
I’ll just ignore the perverted poet’s name
pleasures of the skin, there’s no shame
orgasmic high, I’m am a beast to tame
heated loins, yearning the sensuous touch
a cold chilly length on this wet crotch
my whispering moans, I press my face
deep warmth of my pussy, a tremmoring toy to race
intense, so hot, so fucking mesmerizing
rose bud is rubbing, a chemistry simply tantalizing
how’s it’s pleasuring me.. oh babe hell yeah, it’s godsend!
then I showed him, he called it my benevolent translucent!!!
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