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Thursday, May 3, 2012

[BOOTY PHAT]



[BOOTY PHAT]
THE MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/7RexO3JpqHU


HOW YOU GET YO BOOTY SO PHAT AND JUICY???

GIRL YOU MUST DO BOOTY UPS.

ASS SO PHAT IT A MAKE A BALD MANS HAIR CURL...MAKE A BLIND MAN SAY DAMNNNNNNN!!!

IF YOU BEND OVER I WILL KISS THAT PUNANY FROM BEHIND.

AS IT DROPS BENEATH THOSE ASS CHEEKS.

HANGING IN SUSPENDED ANIMATION...A STRAIGHT HORNY SITUATION.

IF A ROBOT IN THE FUTURE SAW YOU, YOU WOULD OVERLOAD HIS CIRCUITS.

MAKE HIM BLOW A FUSE IN HIS METAL FUNCTIONALITY.

FUCK UP HIS LOGIC.

WHEN YOU WERE MADE THE UNIVERSE MUST HAVE LOOKED AT YOU AND SAID ONE DAY SHE WILL HAVE A BIG ASS.

IT WILL MAKE MEN FOLLOW HER AROUND LIKE LIONS AFTER RAW MEAT.

HER ASS WILL BE UNIQUE...A BLESSING FOR THE EYES OF HUMANITY.

GOT ME ALL FUCKED UP RIGHT BOUT NOW...AS I KEEP GLANCING AT THAT BIG OL BOOTY...ALL KINDS OF NASTY ASS THOUGHTS GOING THROUGH MY PORNOGRAPHIC MENTALITY.

THE OTHER SIDE OF MY REGALITY.

I WANT TO TOUCH THAT ASS AND ALL THAT LIES BENEATH... AROUND... AND BETWEEN.

MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE THE ABSOLUTE AFRICAN ASS QUEEN.

HOW YOU GET YO BOOTY SO PHAT AND JUICY???

[CLASSICAL SEX IN ONE...TWO... THREE.]





[CLASSICAL SEX IN ONE...TWO... THREE.]
THE MUSIC ... THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN TO THIS MUSIC...

She lay underneath me and enclosed I in her sheath... so soft, so wet and I drove my hardened flesh into the membranes of her lotus blossom... soft moans and bated breath falling across the tight skin of her nipples...
Across the delicious curves of her physique as defined by mine optical relays... images in a poets scribe as she I describe.
She called my name and a thousand thousand angels sang in unison... playing across the drums of mine ears... oh the adulation of a nubian empress naked and sexually free.
Ah to take her soul if only for the moment as she lies in the throes of a falling nut shaken from the roots of her trees... a lick of the juice of her womb... mmmmmmmm...
She took me away as I stroked her cat and she purred for me... I felt her vibrate and alignment occured in the digitals of mine Africanality... I want to see Sirius B where humanity is rumored to be free so I traced the roadmaps that line her stomach...
Looked for clues in her hooded eyes as she basked in the afterglow of our cosmic union.
She stroked the hardness in her softness and absorbed the aggression as it was unleashed in the square of her level triangularly centered in her v.
X marks the spot.
She lay on me and enclosed I in her sheath