Hickory Dickory Dock

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Hickory Dickory Dock,
The blond suck his thick fat cock
The clock struck one,
The cum ran down!
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The blond looked at the clock,
The clock struck two,
She swallowed his goo,
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The blone cursed at the clock,
The clock struck three,
She squatted to pee!
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock,
She looked down at her jock
The clock struck four,
She was such a whore!
Hickory Dickory Dock

Hickory Dickory Dock,
She dropped down to all four,
The clock struck five,
His cock was so alive!
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock,
She saw his thick hard cock,
The clock struck six,
She needed that Italian fix!
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock,
His meat buried deep she couldn't help but rock.
The clock struck seven,
She must be in heven!
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock
She moaned and groaned with each wet knock.
The clock struck eight,
This was such a perfect date.
Hickory Dickory Dock.


Hickory Dickory Dock
His meat throbbed, she gasped with shock
The clock struck nine,
She slammed back this time.
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock
Like steel now was his cock,
The clock struck ten
She was full again.
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock
She slid off his cock.
The clock struck eleven,
She though she'd drip till seven.
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock
She straddled the face of her waiting jock
The clock struck twelve,
She let loose their juice!
Hickory Dickory Dock.

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TrixareforkidsTrixareforkidsalmost 10 years ago
Cute idea

Poor execution. Too many typos, repetition was boring and strained rather than fun.

Didn't vote...

Ashesh9Ashesh9almost 10 years ago
the spelling of " H-e-a -v-e-n " is Not

Heven ??!!

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