You were wiggling,
Naked lady friend,
Like you wanted to get away,
Or were hoping I would hit a certain spot inside you,
So I let you scramble beneath me,
Repositioned myself as soon as I was out,
And there I am back in,
You go off: writhing and moaning,
Calling out my name,
So I go,
“You like that, baby?
You like my big Jew dick inside of you?”
It seems you do.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Why wouldn't you?
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