I just don't give out sugar and walk..
I want you to beg for it all.
On your knees, just praying if I will give you tounge game, or the grip of your balls.
you want me to suck your dick till
you cum, well you got to swim through the fall.
My pussy wetter then liquid, straining from particular cause.
Make me stumble & fall after you've broken down my walls.
Yet amazed by the feeling, trying not to make yourself cum
So you let me climb on top,till I'm ready to pop.
Pussy getting wetter and tighter.
I'm just so close to the top.
Trying not to be to loud or be to soft.
I want to express how I'm feeling letting you know your deep in my walls.
I see they call you the spiritual healer, calm release of every feature.
The stick of a problem solver make me feel your karma free itself..
Fuck the pussy like you hate it..
Then kiss it softly to sleep..
Your the king of these streets..
If I suck it & swallow make you forget your tomorrow's,will I then be the queen of the beast?
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DIRTY TALK PT2
PoetryI just don't give out sugar and walk.. I want you to beg for it all. On your knees, just praying if I will give you tounge game, or the grip of your balls. you want me to suck your dick till you cum, well you got to swim through the fall. My pus...