Writing / Poetry / Performance Texts
REENA LIP
Although the grimacing stare of the lips taking note of my asshole impeded the grace of “seeing what is cool,” I relocated when I thought I was saying the right thing and took off all of my clothes a second time. I bought four things I could stick rendered video albeit my tongue for you. You watched it clearly like I do what I did, thinking mostly aboutfuckin images breakin all over my face. I mean BOY DONT YOU SESSION WITH ME PLEASE? Just want to smell the jizz, really (so much).
Settle on in it with my brow facing your chest. Her she is lowering like balls droppin all gay n shit, hey she is a horse fan hung like her own neckline tankini with a foreskin. You drop that line like that????
Damage a droppable statement, it is just like his hand made me orgasm on cell phone piss, high pitched and ready to fuck. Listen this relative has got many digits and follows the own synchronization of cussing new wave. Sick forgot it just to tell someone else to beat it through the tulle like I wouldn’t be naked over internet recource lil sis centaur….. h0.
Who kno dose girls gotta take it, what the fuck is her language doing without reference? Will my duckin dick know that shit? Well my gay whistle take like the lip pill pucker bee-queen? Howda scrotum lessens how gad damn bad I wanna put that cock back in my mouth, change the pitch and see serum, my shit, started to REALLY take may up.