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SexGoddess4U Nov 2014
I am so ***** most of the time....
guys cant keep up with me, its my sugar walls they all want to climb!

I want to attack you the moment were all alone...
or sexily ****** you when your on the phone..

I will do a strip tease to get you nice and hot...
then show you my pole skills since ive been practicing a lot.

I want to crawl on the floor up to you....
and work my way up your **** body you know what I LOVE to do...

I hope you will be here soon so you can ease my yearning for some of that hot love that will cure what I need  and playing with my wett ***** will do for now but please hurry so we can do the deed!
****! me!
Oh girl
Come over here so i get it wet
Use my **** as a silhouette
And ya never gonna forget
Givin' her Different strokes
What ya talkin' bout Willis?
Is what she'll say turn dark into day
When i look her in her eyes surprise
No gimmicks or mimics
Kickin' game.real tight
Throw them legs n the air
And let me lick it right
O girl ya gotta nigguh goin crazy insane
Ooops my bad
Thats just my nerves in my brain
Feelin' ******* rockin' the bed so hard
Make the whole nation
Start knockin' boots
Galore loot shoot game like an homing missile
Every women in the place can ya whistle
Like the way they ***** squirt
Flex the arms cuz ya know it make it hurt
Smooth perks
These silly hoes givin up the dug out
I never struck out
I stay battin' over 1000 no decimals
Im an animal ready to go
Hit you with nice flow
Tighter than a boa constrictin' soo
I suggest for you to keep up
While tote that big ol ****
And pose it like ya throwin' up a set
*** up face down
So can uh what get it real wet


And the...
*** be so marvelous
Body looking so curvaceous
Plus got me in a lush
Spiritual crush
We can take it slow baby
Don't gotta rush
Leave yo thoughts crushed
When I'm in the bed I'm sick in the head never fled
From opportunity
To get it real moist ***** scent in the air
Don't care truth or dare
Got ya mind in trance just stare
Right into my eyes
As I moisturize your thighs natural high
Chat none can't break the potency
I'm status legendary
Bury that **** in a cemetery
Mentally ya can't break or shake me
Cuz I be
One up on you as strokes go from fast to few
It don't matter baby
Strawberry n a pint of Moet
Showin raw threat
A memory ya won't forget   as I uh
Get it what uh get it wett


My flows will boost ya
Smooth as Luther
Shoot up in ya like a ruger
Hittin' ya with so many styles
You could never get use ta
Me
Flexin' that ***** so **** hard
So my **** can get a charge
Make ya wanna stay with Like El Debarge
See my three doo car garage
Baby girl you don't gotta go
All I need to know
Is where ya want me to make it sore
Leavin' ya beggin' for mo
And let me pour up
An other toast of tha Mo
Et super wet hitting nothing but net
Swish that work that kitty kat
Make it purr when I hit it
From the back
Drillin' pumpin' up my adrenaline
Wild as riddlelin
healin' ya with my **** penicillin smokin' anotha pack
**** stacks with a bout a gang
Of paperstacks
Baby holla back no other ***** could
Hit you like a hardwood
Classic rippin' up in these hoes
Lay em out with the prophylactic
Make them sense react quick
Now she all on my biscuit
Rubbin' the ***** in the dirt
steppin' up the perks and that's bet
Now let me get it what get it wet
Ken Pepiton Apr 2020
The magic in cookies is in the wett stuff that
sticks the dry stuf together,
but the dry stuff

the dry sugats and flour and salt and soda, powder
of true alchemical heritage,

tricky stuff tha bi carbon- ate of soda,
just a pinch doen nothin' a spoon full, for a batch of

magic grandpa cookies told of in tales, along with tales
of other dainties, like grandma's chocolate creamcheese pie,

with pecan and butter crust, o

so good. Good enough no need to pay homage,
to the magi in the kitchen

no king ever imagined this power, to tame a raging cabin fever

with cookies mixed, wet stuff first, eggs, extracts, room temp

thick as butter or bacon grease, lard works, make that

smooth, all mixed up, like tongues at Babel

babble on, mix it mix it with a wooden spoon

-- on a ****** day, bake and eat, later, we die anyway.
We live in a never before time, who can imagine next with out hoping at the very least people lighten up about goodness. It is the same in every culture, to the kids.
Letitia Adair Apr 2020
At times we try too hard to impress the world
Layers of make-up, do i look good?
I want him to like my body
So this girdle i should
Squeeze my organs so a man can compliment me
Just to go back to the motel 6 and give away
My most prized possession
Next morning i cry while uber home
**** this make up my ribs are bruised
No name no number i feel used
But today's a new day so let me choose
The color lipstick for the day
He loves dark blue, thats my bae
He said he on the way, but now 45 minutes ill wait
Night skies hover the earth
He finally came with excuses
So first where you been
He said he texted me but it didn't send
working babe his famous reply
i can see through him i know that was a lie
He's high
I was wett now im dry
Guess another waste of the day
Smeared lipstick anyway
But tomorrow is a new day.
Le Beau Oct 2019
I know your name but I don't know how to spell it.
Suavesito soft ¢ gentle,
but I know u like it hard ¢ deep.
Your big round *** being spanked as I bend u over.
Spreading your *** cheeks as I slide myself inside u.
Rubbing your sensitive **** as I kiss your luscious lips while u moaning.
Feeling u dripping wett.

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