The sight of perk round breast heaving,
Leaves my mind sexually grieving
Nipples perked under my favorite striped shirt,
While wearing a sexy smile, that says your are a number one flirt
Could you take it off please?
But not until after I squeeze,
The firm softness’ of your breast,
Then watch you slowly undress,
Your smooth soft creamy flesh,
That no matter how many times I touch, my mind goes into lust duress
My mouth will foam,
My lungs will groan
And once my hardness fall into you treasure deep,
Your womb will constantly weep
While in unison, our lungs will moan
So loud we won't even hear our groans…
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
