LesBeAn enigma
To the stigmas
And trend setters
Because I want you wetter
Then the nay Sayers
And deprived straight fakers
Cus what you bringing is lethal
And it’s f''in with my cerebral
Because, I look at that umber skin
And my mind begins to spin
Out of control
And I just wanna hold
Kiss, lick, caress and cajole
Your clit to respond to my tongue
With honey sweet treats of cum
And those perilous grounds
In the vicinity of your round
Is just a mouthful of delight
As I nibble, shake and bite
But…
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Posted on March 18, 2009 at 9:00pm —