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Mar 2018
I love a tall girl.

When she sits on my knee,
She with nothing on,
And I with nothing on-
I can just take her ****** in my lips-
And stroke it with my tongue...

She is my pretty princess,
my ***** sober *****,
When She begs for mercy-
There I scream for more.

I love a tall girl.
Who traverse through my skin,
Gets me dripping wet,
until I soak the pleasant sheets.

The mind's wandering eye,
inflamed by the promise,
desires the inevitable.

The scale of rationale tipped beyond reason,
overflows in an endless ecstasy.

She is my pretty wanting,
my ***** sober thighs,
When She begs for mercy-
There I scream for fights!
AngshumanChakravarty
Written by
AngshumanChakravarty  23/M/India, Kolkata.
(23/M/India, Kolkata.)   
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