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04-19-2014, 09:11 AM
"Put it in my ass..." She said, as if it was normal dialogue.
"Say what?!" My eyes widen with a quiet wrong
Inside. All the while, my loins writhe along
In wait of this sneaking adventure I am on.
"But why not just--"
"Because my bf might find out. You wanna slide this on?"
She was so objective. My mind was gone...
lost between these wire frames and her bright wire thong.
She was the best I'd had, I thought I'd tried them all,
But she held her position faithfully. Oh the irony. She even liked it raw.
Company in the other room as we act out our quiet song...
Me bewildered. Her intertwined, involved.
We broke up 6 months back. What started as the 'single' party's dying off,
So here I was, still checkin ta see if that American Pie was soft.
This good good has rendered the pious lost,
Divorcing couples became coupled souls with diablo's heart.
I was no longer amused, only hoping the pussy'd stone me like its my time for the cross.
Pardon me. I'm ranting.
"So, do you have a girl?" She pushes back, keeping my attention. ..
"No,"
She flashes a sinister glow at the mention.
"But I don't want one, so..."
Her next expression reflected resentment.
She slides back further, bringing me deeper. Fucking relentless.
"But you got a man though. That's why you won't let me--"
"You're too big and he'll sense it."
I blushed. I peeped game, but allowed my ego its sentiment.
My steelo was evident,
she said " i'll clean up, im great with concealing the evidence."
clearly was heaven sent, like a guardian angel...
She was far from a saint though, also the only devil I knew.
wore a satin dress with velvet straps; had matching pelvic tattoos.
I can still smell her perfume, the intoxication it gave
I'd close my eyes and inhale... then lock my hands around her waist.
Caught in a daze, she held the key that almost locked me away...
But i'll never fall for a dame,.. at least not all the way.
I'd rather be gaudy, I've learned to abolish my shame
And fuck girls that are naughty. I never call em by name
Its either gorgeous or baby, the extent of my extortion is crazy
Every pet name in the book but i'll never call a shorty my lady.
Im too in love with courting and dating, being up in the mix
I know a couple of tricks, important leading up to the kiss
Like how to make a bitch orgasm with the twist of the tongue
And any girl that I call well, she'll literally come.
"Say what?!" My eyes widen with a quiet wrong
Inside. All the while, my loins writhe along
In wait of this sneaking adventure I am on.
"But why not just--"
"Because my bf might find out. You wanna slide this on?"
She was so objective. My mind was gone...
lost between these wire frames and her bright wire thong.
She was the best I'd had, I thought I'd tried them all,
But she held her position faithfully. Oh the irony. She even liked it raw.
Company in the other room as we act out our quiet song...
Me bewildered. Her intertwined, involved.
We broke up 6 months back. What started as the 'single' party's dying off,
So here I was, still checkin ta see if that American Pie was soft.
This good good has rendered the pious lost,
Divorcing couples became coupled souls with diablo's heart.
I was no longer amused, only hoping the pussy'd stone me like its my time for the cross.
Pardon me. I'm ranting.
"So, do you have a girl?" She pushes back, keeping my attention. ..
"No,"
She flashes a sinister glow at the mention.
"But I don't want one, so..."
Her next expression reflected resentment.
She slides back further, bringing me deeper. Fucking relentless.
"But you got a man though. That's why you won't let me--"
"You're too big and he'll sense it."
I blushed. I peeped game, but allowed my ego its sentiment.
My steelo was evident,
she said " i'll clean up, im great with concealing the evidence."
clearly was heaven sent, like a guardian angel...
She was far from a saint though, also the only devil I knew.
wore a satin dress with velvet straps; had matching pelvic tattoos.
I can still smell her perfume, the intoxication it gave
I'd close my eyes and inhale... then lock my hands around her waist.
Caught in a daze, she held the key that almost locked me away...
But i'll never fall for a dame,.. at least not all the way.
I'd rather be gaudy, I've learned to abolish my shame
And fuck girls that are naughty. I never call em by name
Its either gorgeous or baby, the extent of my extortion is crazy
Every pet name in the book but i'll never call a shorty my lady.
Im too in love with courting and dating, being up in the mix
I know a couple of tricks, important leading up to the kiss
Like how to make a bitch orgasm with the twist of the tongue
And any girl that I call well, she'll literally come.