Too Much Porn

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Sisters listen closely, 'cause It is you I've come to warn,
That man you want to take home has been watching too much porn!
It isn't masturbation that is causing all the fuss,
It's what he sees them doing and then wants to do to us!
Porn is hurting marriage, it makes single women wrecks,
Because it makes him think that what he sees in it is sex.

He always asks for anal, which can get a little tiring,
Now and then OK, but that's an act that comes requiring,
A lot more than a spit and push, It takes a little cleaning,
As well as lube and patience, (as if he knows the meaning!)
The minutes porn shows pumping ass on screen bare no relation,
To hours spent before the shot on all the preparation,

I try to give an eager blow job, but no! he grabs my head,
And pushes me down on it, trying to choke me till I'm dead,
And when I've finished gagging, realize that I won't die,
He slaps me with his penis nearly putting out an eye,
When at last it's my turn, and I settle into place,
I spread my legs, He pulls me up--to sit down on his face!

He'll change position constantly, afraid to leave one out,
And if I cum he shakes his head, quite overcome with doubt,
Unless I flood the bedroom like some wonder-working whore,
Jet squirting quarts of fluid that she had no place to store,
Though more likely he will pull out, having finally found my pace,
Before I reach orgasm, and shoot semen in my face.

Then he ties me up to spank me, OK, some gentle swats,
But soon I see a whip out and I'm biting at the knots,
He gets out clamps and clothes pins and I wonder where they go,
Gagged, my head is shaking, eyes glare 50 shades of NO!
He says that every woman really hankers to submit,
Hell No! But take this gag out, cause I'm hankering to spit!

Forget about a threesome, now he wants to have a gang,
Of his pervy friends or strangers in to have an all-out bang!
But it isn't him their fucking, he is just another shlong,
Poking at my tender parts, or face, for far too long,
that would be the worst of it, but then the bastards dare,
To Circle round me closely and bukake in my hair!

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AdonisXxXAdonisXxXalmost 9 years ago
Bwahahahahahha...

applause ... lol

HoneyAdoredHoneyAdoredalmost 9 years ago
Well you made we laugh...

...the whole ride 5ed

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