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She always says she needs more of me I always say I cant get enough of her Tangling her fingers in my hair she whispers ,”Are you staying” I whisper back in her ear ,”Are we playing” After a subtle chuckle she dresses her kisses across my neck like the chain I wear She grips tight and slow moans at the thought of me crossing her border like I brought a green card And im like ,”Put yo throat on it baby so I know you real” She like, “Shut up daddy I hold it down now enjoy my skill” Lights off and no wildlife but she soaring eagle I didnt ask her any questions but her head nodding yes i know how to please you I see im the type to understand that fair is fair, but this is no fair… Ima sore loser So i leave from her verbatim Legs i quickly place them… around my head Her back against the wall as I wear her like a crown Or rather a drinking hat the way juices flow past my tongue Clinching convulsions got me gasping for air Sayings of my name ricocheting off the walls Ah yes, fair is now fair but im about to win it all…..
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Feb 3, 2012
Feb 3, 2012 at 10:25 AM UTC
The Fair
She always says she needs more of me I always say I cant get enough of her Tangling her fingers in my hair she whispers ,”Are you staying” I whisper back in her ear ,”Are we playing” After a subtle chuckle she dresses her kisses across my neck like the chain I wear She grips tight and slow moans at the thought of me crossing her border like I brought a green card And im like ,”Put yo throat on it baby so I know you real” She like, “Shut up daddy I hold it down now enjoy my skill” Lights off and no wildlife but she soaring eagle I didnt ask her any questions but her head nodding yes i know how to please you I see im the type to understand that fair is fair, but this is no fair… Ima sore loser So i leave from her verbatim Legs i quickly place them… around my head Her back against the wall as I wear her like a crown Or rather a drinking hat the way juices flow past my tongue Clinching convulsions got me gasping for air Sayings of my name ricocheting off the walls Ah yes, fair is now fair but im about to win it all…..
keenan-felder
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Feb 3, 2012
Feb 3, 2012 at 10:25 AM UTC
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