i am streaming
like feathers and electric cords
across the floor
my hair is spread
like spilled water
over this persian rug that i lay upon
i spread my legs
jolene
i am naked
and waiting for you
i am
hungry
and i am
weak
from running
but the sweat
feels like a cold shower
and i cringe
and wince
from the pleasure
i tremble
from every flick
and every lick
oh, jolene
i would pay so much more than thirty dollars
for the pleasure you bestow upon me
thank god for the ********
Aug 30, 2011
Aug 30, 2011 at 11:09 AM UTC
i am streaming
like feathers and electric cords
across the floor
my hair is spread
like spilled water
over this persian rug that i lay upon
i spread my legs
jolene
i am naked
and waiting for you
i am
hungry
and i am
weak
from running
but the sweat
feels like a cold shower
and i cringe
and wince
from the pleasure
i tremble
from every flick
and every lick
oh, jolene
i would pay so much more than thirty dollars
for the pleasure you bestow upon me
thank god for the ********
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