i want to take that hoodie off u, baby,
and lick and kiss ur chest, arms, abs,
your happy trail, fuck yes...
u look great in those sexy clothes
but they make me want to see you in none.
they make me want to sit in your lap, take your shirt off
kiss you and grind against your glorious jewels
i pull u on the bed
you're panting
and so am i
hungry for your throbbing cock
boy, you're hard like rock...
i can see it in your bulge. feel it as i rub you there
so good, mmm
you feel so good...
sexy sweatpants - i pull them off you
slowly
slowly
slowly, my delight
relishing in every inch
of your hairy thighs (wanna kiss and bite them, mh)
they tickle my palms
as i run them closer
closer
to the treasure.
i pull your boxer shorts off
you're naked before me
to feast on
my, you're magnificent...
i stroke the insides of your thighs
slowly yet intently
showing you i intend to
lose myself in you
fuck you taste like addiction embodied
and the feel is heavenly. decadent.
back in old times they'd call you a sin
and even to shoot a glance at you would be a crime
but now
you're all mine
all mine to enjoy
i suck your dick, fondling your balls
rubbing your butt
you know what i want...
i look up, meeting your clouded gaze
you're thrusting, needy, your manhood ablaze
leaking in my mouth, throbbing with your heart beat
and all i can think is
you, my dream.
you make me so fucking horny so fucking hard
you drive every man crazy
but i'm the one that has you
here
to feast on. one can't possibly not!
your hair is a treat, your face astounds me
every time i look at it it's like i forgot how you look
you're so gorgeous my brain can't process your features
the way you stare back
when i pull away
showing you just how much i'm loving you.
i rub our wands together, girthy and juicy
then sit astride your heaving chest
the way you take it into your mouth
fuck, looking so obscene and confident
so cheeky
you know what you're doing
- a man knows his stuff -
you love it, that's all
passion we share drives our bodies
turns them into an ocean
our breathing becomes laboured
fog fills our minds
and all we know is each other
as we reach bliss in our tangled arms.
ending up all covered
in our mixed love potion.
feed it to me, baby,
i'm already mad for you.
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.
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29.1.24, 1.2.24 (opublikowany 8.2.24)
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