Ponytails and sunglasses

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Every once in a while the sun shines on a dog's ass just a bit
I like ponytails with sunglasses, shit I feen for that shit
Don't get me wrong I still love a fat ass mound with or without a cameltoe
But there is something about a ponytail and sunglasses, don't ask shit I don't know

There's is something in that ponytail that says restrained but still free
I dream of wounding it around my hand and snatching her body into me
Deeply entered as her fluids spill down between her knees
Riding balls deep up into her pussy, mind and body determined to please

As she leans into me allowing me to attack the sides of her face and neck
Hand around throat, shoulder to earlobe licked and nibbled, ear canal inspected
Her pussy grabs me in a climatic tease,
Her knees buckled, like a sheet saluting to a summer's breeze

Hand slips from throat to tits, thumb and finger locks nip in an intense grip
Both hard as a pebbles that I want to crush with my teeth and lips
I want tongue tease them hard, with teeth grabbing and pulling
Pull them to the back of my throat until I start drooling over two bullets

After biting her between the shoulder blades, I spun her around and kissed her throat
With dick still hard and pressing, I tongue slid my way down to the man in the boat
After nibbling on her inner thighs, I attacked him and his ship
Licking and sucking with aggression, treating those lips like doggy treats

With one leg on my shoulder, I ate my fill of her for dinner
With juices slowly dripping from my chin, I slid up in her
Shit, pussy just as tight from the front as it is from the back
Nothing fights like a fucking pussy, that finds itself under attack

Slamming into each other's pelvis with to much force to even breathe
She wants to be lifted into the air and bounce up and down on me
With wet slobbery kisses, we struggle to suck each other's tongue
With a ball drenching release we both popped our guns

After a kiss on her mouth, I would straighten her sunglasses on her face
Or apologize for the two of break her sunglasses if that's the case
But with her sunglasses intact, I would love to stare behind them at her eyes
Trying to determine if they reflect what I found between her thighs

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