Breakfast Her Way
Breakfast Her Way
His lurking sausage rises;
to sun-rise, seeping in, my
outer lips, a mix
blend, of juices that
shiver the inner thigh, patty-
cake, patty-cake, quake, we
bake to shake, bodies in full
throttle, against times love,
where we have sweat rains
pour, dripping sheets, she' ll
have him, breakfast her way,
down boy, come and get it,
and eat with digression,
cause its not the sex;
that's gives pleasure,
it's the lover, and how he
Tames, himslf, wid slickness...
~CR~
01-31-13
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