Head GameA Poem by Careless Dreamer
Blow job. Head game. Slob the knob.How ever you describe the encounter is a matter of opinion. It can be so gratifying it leaves you Wanting and yearning and spinin.She Sucking on my dick Brought back memories of smoking head job. Made me convulse like a motherfucking b***h.Mmmm she sucked on my balls and Dayum, s**t, f**k, were all she could hear. She loved sucking my rock hard pole. I Got her mouth all slippery with saliva. She eased down on my shaft, She Sucked my dick like it was dark chocolate GodivaThat s**t feels good I said. Then she got into it more and more I Then placed my hands on the back of her head.Lawd have mer-cy I Don’t know who enjoyed it better Me....or her.I face fucked her and made her beg She gagged and I gurgled Til her eyes felt popped outta her headSlammed her face on my dick til she say stop That wasn’t a deal breaker though, She couldn’t get enough.As she ordered me not to quit. I smashed her face back on my Rock hard dick.Dayum this feels soooo soooo good I said again, I’m about to uh Oooo S**t! FUUUUUUUCK! I’m gonna uh I’m about to nuuuuuut!Aw hell here it goes! My legs shaking and quaking. All she could do was….look down her nose.I came! With my dick buried deep down her throat, She felt the warm thickness move slowly down, I hoped she wouldn’t choke.She Can’t even tell me what it tasted like…. Probably Orange Juice. Orange Juice drenched cum! She said YUUUUUM!I looked at her and said “baby, that shyte was good ahh (my sexy voice)”.She replied “ I know, I heard your stu stu stu stu stutter”
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Added on July 28, 2013 Last Updated on July 28, 2013 AuthorCareless DreamerAboutI let my words speak for me. I try to paint a picture with my words so you can take a glimpse into my mind's eye and my imagination's heart. more..Writing
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