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Apr 2020
The other girl
Let me tell you about her
Her walls and contours
Very tight, especially on a grip
Then on the inside
She is sweeter than strawberry
She holds you to ****** pleasures
And makes you forget your name

Her smell is so infectious
Her breast awakens my hormones
While her torch revives my mojo
Her ***** drips squirting
None, born of a woman
Can resist her charm
She is sexier than Delilah

In a perfect enclosure
With her eyes, she pulls me close
Gently guides my index into her funnel
Slowly, very slowly
She makes me do the "Come here motion"
Hands slightly tilted backwards
Like wifi I connect with the ******
Then she moans in acknowledgement

As she releases her natural juice
Moaning and squirting in ecstasy
She increases her ring tone
That which increases my mojo
When I finally "Go down"
The feeling is magical
I lick them all, and make the plate clean
You call it heading, I prefer 69

Truth is, I'm already lost
I need a complete woman in all spheres
Godly, witty, homely and a little ******
Yet, a badass chick with brains
That's why I run to the other girl
She makes me feel whole, complete

When I'm finally in paradise
The way she wraps her legs around me
Twerks and whine around my funnel
Turns and becomes a sadomasochist
Calls my name and meets me halfway
If I were the president of the central bank
Unfettered access I will grant her to the vault

If you really want to keep him
Strive to be his *****
That's why you are loosing him
To that stranger; the other girl
Secure and protect your investment
Lure him like Delilah, with a pink lingere
Read ****** books, watch some films
Up your game and learn the skill
Only then can you keep your man
Written by
Babatunde Raimi
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