We’re not friends unless we’re bumping skins; I’m not giving you any kind of attention unless it’s my cum you’re drinking. You won’t be using me as a shoulder to cry on; I’m not your project you work on for fun. I’m not the bro you use to boost your ego when the world puts …
Stop disguising yourself as some prude little lady; I know just what your doctor prescribed, dear crazy. I’m someone that wants to hoist your legs in the air and feed on your anticipating derriere plus your wet hair. I’m trying to stare into your temptress eyes while I’m having my way with you in between …
I’m contemplating something, my darling: should I try to make you squirt with my mouth first? Wouldn’t you like that — teasing you endlessly with my tongue — manipulating that there cat? I’m trying to stare into those eyes while my mouth handles business in between those anticipating thighs. Those oral sex faces: I’m trying …
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Let me get back to this subject of black men supposedly being enthralled by The Becky Persuasion. I think I’m going to have to explain my perspective again. You snow bunny: I don’t idolize you; you’re just something different for Ole Reecie to run through. You’re not the light of my life or the best …
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So, it’s been said that I’m a pervert, a disgusting-ass dude; you do know I could add more adjectives to the description of me if you’d like me to? I’m one piece of work, and I just don’t give 10 fucks; step into my motherfucking lair and try your luck. I don’t rape bitches, but …
Are you a young bitch like this? Do you think I’m devilish? Well, I am; and, best believe I’m trying to lick on your inner thighs. I’m trying to be the nastiest guy in your life. Are you cool with that, or are you going to run home to your parents and tell on me? …
Shaking ass is what these broads do. If they insist upon twerking, I’ll take a peek at the bottom before we screw. If it’s not me, they’ll shake it for another guy or gal in the community. I think I want to get my feel plus a good ole fashioned, salacious thrill. I might even …
