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Long Live The King ( The Panther Speaks)
My Queen the stars shine bright tonight, and my darken flesh is seeking the glowing of your touch
I am growling stealthy prowling, speaking, seeking the wetness of your rush
I am growing my blood is flowing, I am giant, and for you, there is no mountain that I won't crush
I will conquer a dragon, melt the polar ice caps, slay a mighty bear, just to see you blush
I want to unravel the secrets of your garden, so warm moist and plush
I’m want to impale your fertility, with my long fleshly broadsword
And tickle that geyser inside of you and make it gush
I will impregnate you with my spirit and create a one out of us
This Panther King will slay all those who pursue you, and I will leave their souls withering in the dust
My Queen, my heart beats loudly for you, sing to it gently so that it can hush
My Panther eyes have seen, beautiful things far and wide, yet you are in my sight, and yet they have never seen a beauty as such
I am dark smooth sleek and debonair
I bare my teeth, as my cock is buried deep inside of you, as you lay on your back, legs parted with your toes pointed in the air
You are caught up in my intense glare, and my magical Panther stare
I stroke to your moaning flesh, I inhale the scent of your perfume as my nostrils flare
You are my Panther Queen, as we make a love scene in the seclusion of your lair
My animalistic stride rides you like a mighty stallion as I am pulling your hair
I’m cumming inside you with my invading army, I am the commander as I am grunting in the abyss of your soft moist abode.
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