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Outside The Box
My stomach growls, my mouth grows moist, you ask
me what's my food of choice. I smile at you and
lick my lips, and feel the blood flow to my dick.
You see it throb and start to sweat,
your lips below grow very wet.
I slide my hand between your thighs,
you start to scream and then you sigh.
You gasp and then drop to your knees, your eyes
lock mine and scream out please. I answer you in
utter haste, my dick, your mouth, no time to waste.
As I explode you gasp for air, and bend right
down with ass in air, it gives my dick another rush,
I line it up and then I push.
Your smooth round ass is what I need, a perfect place
to plant my seed. My hand slides round and warms
your clit, you spread your legs, your ass cheeks grip.
My dick grows more between your cheeks, your breath
grows short, while your pussy leaks,
the time has come to lose our mind,
my dick, your ass, our hips must grind.
We both lay back and start to smile,
our breath comes slow, it'll take a while.
I look at you and then we kiss,
we both have found eternal bliss.
By Lancelot
me what's my food of choice. I smile at you and
lick my lips, and feel the blood flow to my dick.
You see it throb and start to sweat,
your lips below grow very wet.
I slide my hand between your thighs,
you start to scream and then you sigh.
You gasp and then drop to your knees, your eyes
lock mine and scream out please. I answer you in
utter haste, my dick, your mouth, no time to waste.
As I explode you gasp for air, and bend right
down with ass in air, it gives my dick another rush,
I line it up and then I push.
Your smooth round ass is what I need, a perfect place
to plant my seed. My hand slides round and warms
your clit, you spread your legs, your ass cheeks grip.
My dick grows more between your cheeks, your breath
grows short, while your pussy leaks,
the time has come to lose our mind,
my dick, your ass, our hips must grind.
We both lay back and start to smile,
our breath comes slow, it'll take a while.
I look at you and then we kiss,
we both have found eternal bliss.
By Lancelot
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