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Nothing Like The Usual.
My baby always touches me in a place where my truth lies.
Below my bellybutton in between my thighs.
And only he can hear my silent cries.
As i slowly let him slide inside,
My eyes open wide and i hold on tight.
My pussy was wet; so his dick slid in smooth.
I talked the talk, now i had something to prove.
He wanted to get lost in me.
Then he asked if he could go deep.
And ate me till my knees went weak.
He had me talking in tounges,
I couldnt speak.
" baby you taste so good.. " he whispered.
Damn he's so hood.
He's nothing like the usual.
Below my bellybutton in between my thighs.
And only he can hear my silent cries.
As i slowly let him slide inside,
My eyes open wide and i hold on tight.
My pussy was wet; so his dick slid in smooth.
I talked the talk, now i had something to prove.
He wanted to get lost in me.
Then he asked if he could go deep.
And ate me till my knees went weak.
He had me talking in tounges,
I couldnt speak.
" baby you taste so good.. " he whispered.
Damn he's so hood.
He's nothing like the usual.
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