Home exposed wife, business owner, young white, latin or black.
As long as there a pussy I'm there, and you ask me back.
I can't I got business to tend too, but keep it nice and trim.
You know i don't like hair in my throat when you dream.
I make you float, don't run away the wave is touching your boat.
I'll flow in it until I feet your legs crushing my skull and you gloat.
Move higher and make me want to drill your feet against the wall.
Let me clime up and crush your spine, I want you my name to call.
Call me Batman if your tampon between your legs is bond.
I'll still hit it until coagulated blood come out, COME on.
Scream and yell with insane passion. It doesn't matter short or tall.
I'll trounce you from the summer until next year's fall.
The pleasure, the rush you feel at the end, any obstacle breaks.
The sheets, the condoms, the reason is nothing when the lake wakes.
The feeling to explode increases, your blood from your head decreases.
It travels down your spine through the body to between your iliums.
It asks to discharge the load, but hold it before you break the columns.
Feel it so sweet so very close to the sky, so hot, so dirty and wet it makes.
Love making, your soul, your body, your spirt, spins around and takes.
The crime of never feeling the touch intertwine is rare.
I hope you had, if so you know what I mean up there.
At fist the beauty the glance of their face is golden.
The thoughts that come when you are alone are rotten.
Long legs, tight pussy, cute face, eyes that can cause a glare.
Your heart is given to them and we ask for not even a hair.
Bare back, spontaneous, is always great when our hearts are bare.
