Climactic Eventz

I love sex,

In ways unlike the average man.

I can use my hands to make you climax,

Leave you dripping wet while you roll your eyes back,

As I lick every drop squirting it’s way out…

I’m clean,

But I get dirty.

Not like the thug who can’t pound it right.

I’m not afraid to dig deep in you as my tongue slips and slides,

Left to right,

Up and down while I make my way around.

In circles.

Like us,

When I go inside and give my hips a little swirl.

And ride till the end of Night,

In our loop of love in its physical…

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