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Click hereBrunchtime, Girls!
(Oh, the sweet anticipation!)
Oh, almost can I taste your juicy lips
(The northern pair as well as further south)
And feel the curve of your delicious hips
As all of you I savor with my mouth!
I need to feel your searching tongue on mine
‘Fore eagerly I lick your cute behind!
The boys are blue because the girls they miss,
Their warm embrace as you begin to squeeze;
And, too, they miss the thrill of southern kiss
With lips and mouth and nub I yearn to please
With everything and anything at hand,
Like wand and fingers while behind I stand!
My only real dilemma seems to be
Not knowing which I most desire first:
To ravage you, that shape I ache to see,
Or cuddle you - both cravings are the worst!
I’m always so conflicted when you’re near:
“Which first, Love?” as I nibble on your ear...
Brunchtime, Girls!
(Omg, so close...!)