Your innocence stops
from the waist down,
as you stroke your
long hard self
pumping one
self-pleasuring hand
over the other.
Your eyes open
revealing chocolate-brown stars,
as I ask you
to fuck your own navel.
Drippy cocksicle head
sticks out like a pink muse
in a showoff pose.
Oops, I forgot to put on my undies,
rude Miss Raspberry
is showing her colors again!
Bending over pretending
to pick up something
you slap me firmly
ribboned-bottom side up
taking apart
my pink-chocolate box
with her blushing red center.
rude Miss Raspberry
is showing her colors again!
Bending over pretending
to pick up something
you slap me firmly
ribboned-bottom side up
taking apart
my pink-chocolate box
with her blushing red center.
Hours of practice
maybe even days spent
giving head,
sampling flavors
over a lifetime.
From Passover bitter to juicy sweet,
from Vegan chic
to the fanciest hors d'oeuvre,
fulfilling my craving for cum.
Yes, my mouth has been
around a few cocks,
but it was nothing but practice
until I met you.
maybe even days spent
giving head,
sampling flavors
over a lifetime.
From Passover bitter to juicy sweet,
from Vegan chic
to the fanciest hors d'oeuvre,
fulfilling my craving for cum.
Yes, my mouth has been
around a few cocks,
but it was nothing but practice
until I met you.
On today's menu:
blueberry special
pancakes glazed with cum,
I watch you swirl
your 7" meatpole with Maple syrup
as my tongue
magically turns
into a spoon:
Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo!
blueberry special
pancakes glazed with cum,
I watch you swirl
your 7" meatpole with Maple syrup
as my tongue
magically turns
into a spoon:
Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo!
Your famous blue bath towel
plays cock hide-and-seek,
clear water droplets
like rain waiting
to fall onto my tongue.
Don't dry off yet, I say
grabbing one pale red cheek
while stroking you standing
for a long, long time
using lips that never tire.
plays cock hide-and-seek,
clear water droplets
like rain waiting
to fall onto my tongue.
Don't dry off yet, I say
grabbing one pale red cheek
while stroking you standing
for a long, long time
using lips that never tire.
Soft jersey cotton
flapping on the wind
Your two birdlike hands
make soft shadow puppets
against my skin and
bare hot brown ass.
Leaving your body behind
the soul exits laughing,
naked beneath the clothesline
we mate and drip.
flapping on the wind
Your two birdlike hands
make soft shadow puppets
against my skin and
bare hot brown ass.
Leaving your body behind
the soul exits laughing,
naked beneath the clothesline
we mate and drip.
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