Poem -

Rough!!

Rough!!

You stand there looking, like the hottest little bitch.
Then I start to thinking, What you could do with this dick.
And I bet your pussy stinking, I want to sniff your pussy lips.
I want to kiss it slowly, and then I start to lick. Oh, how much
I love this, those beautifully stinky lips, I think I love it more with
each and every inch, that I kiss, and I sniff, sniff, sniff.

You must be from Heaven, how nasty good you smell.
I like to spread your butt cheeks, cause I'm straight from Hell.
Once I spread them widely, and then I start to smell,
my life gets more lively, can you really tell.
I zip my zipper down and I pull him out, he's really
big now, without any doubt, next place he is going
is in your potty mouth.

Deep inside your throat is where I love to be,
Watching your saliva dripping only impresses me.
I smack you in the face with my big hard dick,
Then I put back in your mouth you dirty little bitch.

Once you are done sucking let the fucking begin.
One hand on your throat, and your face I start to lick,
From your forehead down to your chin, running my
tongue all over your skin, open your mouth so I can spit.

 

 

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