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Click hereSeems funny at times how life turns out
It often very hard and filled with doubt
Sex is part of life we could not live without
Why then does it seem at times ,that us men have so little clout
We are born to women and are helpless to be on our own
If not for the constant feeding of that life giving milk we would not have grown
Suckled were we on those silky round orbs
To be grown to be men that like to be adored
We only want to return to those days when we felt so safe
To be held to your breast and nuzzle until we are full
We always long to visit the place we came from or another just like
When your man asks for sex ,ladies don't act like a bitch or a dyke.
Just open your legs to show us the target and hang on for the ride
And if you do ,we will promise we won't cum inside