Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Ohmygodthatshuge...Yes, It Is One Word

and so goes another day
a little work a little play

she comes to me soft and smooth
she knows just how to move

she creeps along my spine
teasing softly all the time

but i'm not teasing
i want pleasing

T
HRUST

must
have
more

THRUST

before i break the news across her bust

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