Reminiscence of a Delinquent CongressA Poem by Shubham Singh
Forgive me father for i have sinned,
Mary was the third woman i have pinned in a day, tried new positions with all of 'em... a little ATM made them grin, Oh! this prick is so sore now, still want to get some more ? wow !! how, dare you not blow me before , shove 3 fingers up d VJ or better yet make it 4... Arched back, quivering lips, yeah baby i adore that sight, rub my shroom against THE spot i shall and shoot us into an euphoric delight ... The moment, it seizes.., 63 mins of ultimate union, this so far has been my best thesis.... Ah ! a further clench, your bewitched c**t tells me u like it..., Scream you will and gush out soon but this fire shall ,forever, remain ignited.... who thought those wrong decisions will get us this.., two naked bodies and a f*****g savory bliss.... Lay beside me, the sun isn't out yet, whispered and towards her breasts i leaned....., to mark the last of many insignia of my fornication with your sacrosanct daughter, Forgive me father for i have sinned...... © 2013 Shubham Singh |
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