Golden globes of play
I love to stare each day
I watch them move
As each girl walks
It turns me on
Always in my thoughts
Big ones small ones
I don’t care
There are so many breasts
They are everywhere
I want to touch
I want to hold
I want to taste
I must be bold
I get you home
Remove your clothes
Imagine my delight
When they come into sight
I raise my hands
And gently stroke
Oh heavenly
I just can’t cope
The firmness is nice
I touch each one twice
Your nipples swell
I want them as well
Stick out my tongue
It just must be done
My mouth closes over
Your pink areola
As my teeth gently bite
This must be a sight
Your nipples erect
My tongue flicking
Your body trembling
As orgasm explodes
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