"Over The Socks"

She's beauty, she's pain, she's heartless and full of shame. She's one of the most coldest, but surely the loving kind of them all, oh how I wish to have so much interaction with the dirtiest girl of them all... One look til the socks has fallen, til the hair's rough and all of a sudden my imagination get's tough. Taking so much to hold in, oh my God, she's starting to feel her skin. Bet she's licking those juicy lips, better shut my mouth, before something slips out... oh my, oh my, all of a sudden, she started to cry, I asked her why and she said, the weight of her nips is creating a drive, so wild, that she feels a need to explore inside... How do I express someone's cry, it's so silent, but wild, to think all of a sudden, her thoughts is exploding with so much interiors, she barely knows how to keep herself under control. Oooh lord, dear lord, she's starting to rub my neck. I better get my hormones in check, she's going to let me, make her beg... oh how I'll take these firm hands, grab her and let her bend. She'll start to sweat and spread her joyful legs. Ups and downs, countlessly missing the rounds, how do I get her to calm down. I mean, I like the effect, but she's attacking my head. Not even a minute for a breathe, how do I get her to be relaxed... oh my gosh ! I can't believe it, she's done washing the floor and the sealing... no ups and downs, no raw and protect, no squealing feeling that gets attacked. All from one sock, that looks like a rock, smooth and naked just like a innocent girl, that fakes it.

Thank you.

Written by Mckyle Gardiner.