Yes, I'll leave it...leave it throbbing! Leave it in your stomach...leave it up to me to re-route your fallopians...i get a kick out of stickin you with the six stick...bent over like a treble clef, i'm giving you tons of melody when i slide the dick near the crack of your ass like a violin string
I live for challenges...i'll give you two positions and you'll clench me like you're temporarily seized...i didn't enjoy those 4-inch heels in the small of my back, but you HAD to have loved it in the small of your clit with one hand on your hips and one pulling hair...how's that for a love-hate relationship
The pussy was so good, you made me say my own name? I'm sorry, that was just me on an ego trip. Cause you know I say "i'm so good-lookin i'd fuck me?" well yeah, i was imagining that. How did you like that cool marble on those asscheeks...pretty convenient considering your ass was red as a rose.
Fucking with you, i know my ABC's: c-l-i-t-o-r-i-s. c-u-n-t.
You know, i have a problem with you talking shit: i don't try to impress the unimpressive. the only cavity i want to talk about is my dick and two fingers in three of your body cavities
And by the way, I'll be there in Chicago, when you take that friend of yours...THEY MADE THAT FROM A MOLD OF MY DICK...
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