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Dec 2020
Don’t write me
Don’t tell me how you wanna fight me
I don’t wanna hear a thing
Just pull up
We can slide to the room
Close that door and four walls become a ring
Slide those clothes off
No need to show off
Babegirl where’s all that tough talk
You say you like it raw
So walk that walk
Do your lil move
Let’s set a rhythm
You know the groove
It’s been a long day
So take it all off and let me sooth your everything
Nah I’m not letting up
See I haven’t had enough
Was that too much
See I’m ready for at least 3 more rounds
They call it pound town
And I’m serving brick
Pulling you in take that di-
Did I hit the top
You say don’t stop
I grip you tight as I hold you close
Girl your sooo tight
I heard your close
Don’t tap yet
The sun just rose
Look at the mess we made
In that nest we laid
Hot, sweaty, sticky
Bumping lil dicky
Here’s a Gatorade
Let’s get ready
To Rumble
Retrograde back to me
I’ll pull you hair
As you throw it back to me
I can acknowledge
You have a doctors degree
In Carnel knowledge
look at me
This is for you eyes only
I’ll do things for you only
Drop down arch it low
We’re on demon time
I hope you know
I feel the warmth of your skin
As I dig in
You bite your lip
I like that
Turn around
I start to kiss my way down
It’s not thanksgivings
But I’m giving thanks
For the cheeks I basted
You taste soo sweet
I call you tootsie pop
I lick my way to the center
As you *** nonstop
You go off like a geyser
I’m covered in a quick shower
I think you sprayed the dresser
Talk about explosive water power
My little fountain
Licking my lips my thirst is quenched
Chefs kiss for the fountain in your hips
Now mount me as I pin you
Floating in the air feel me within you
I read the Kama sutra
So mommas i know what suits yah
As we trade and transfer energy
A tie is made
And I’m tied to your soul
We both know you stole mine
You fought well
This was a battle of attrition
With us both working out the best rendition
I gave you all of me
And I took all of you
Written by
Dom McDo  26/M/Chicago
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