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Click here“Islam oppresses women,” says the cute blonde girl.
“You know nothing about Islam,” says I, the brown-skinned girl in the Hijab.
Back and forth we argue,
Islam versus The West.
What does Becky know about my world ?
Blonde hussy be quiet,
Islam absolutely rocks,
Stay out of my world.
How I despised Becky.
For calling me Fatouma instead of Fatima.
Always butchering my name.
Dumb blonde hussy.
Until the night,
Frustrated and angry,
I slapped her,
And she slapped me,
Then we kissed.
We tumbled into bed together,
Brown girl on top of white girl.
I taste her lips,’
She tastes my pussy.
She slaps my ass.
I get on top of her,
She caresses my breasts,
I finger her pussy,
And she licks mine.
I cry out, orgasmic.
That’s how it started.
We walk through campus hand in hand.
Two young women in love.
While in university.
Brown-skinned Hijabi and blonde feminist.
So happy together.
Mature white male here,hoping the whole world follows your beautiful lead. Excellent work, love every poem you write!
by fucking -- good for world peace!
Don't stop Karissa, we are getting used to your viewpoint.