Quiet Poetry Lounge : deadend sheets

hadassah

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she thought that every head-board bangin,
paint-peelin, back-breakin session on the
box springs would make him love her more

he could never wait to unzip and slip
between her thighs...
they hit the sheets befo the clothes
hit the flo good...

she thought that givin him every part
of her would guarantee the heart of him
and happily slammin ever after would be
the lovely tale of them

he thought she knew she was the best
to cum to his rescue when he needed to
do tha do...

her juicy lips and wide ***; he liked her
attitude and she never said no, no matter
the mood....

he thought that hammer-slingin and ding-
dong-WRINGIN was enough to keep his
manhood singin,

even if he found a wife,
he'd keep swingin her way
(cuz when thangs got tight, she was
open at all times of the day)

and after the orgasms and body spasms
erupted from deep inside her chasm

and after the glow and the flow of the
mo she'd lay there watchin him gettin rett to go

wonderin what she could do betta the next
time they boned

while he took a towel, wiped his *ick off
and got the **** on

h
 

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