THE SOUND AS I PAY HONOR TO THINE JUICY...
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Black on your head the leaves as you thrash and moan.
Let me lick my way into the pink heart of you and flick at the tip of your spurtongue.
Push that pussy down and take it from the back with your legs splayed out on the bed.
Some of that lioness presentation type shit... some a dat make that pussy pulse and that make yo belly quiver pure mad warrior beat down...
Send your heart soaring in euphoria type shit.
I want to taste the drops of you... Play in your rains... Scramble your brains.
Give a twenty one gun salute in honor of your punani. Pow... Pow... Pow.
You having the ability to drive me to the edge of insanity, touch me and pull me back.
I pulling out and kissing that pussy cause its so good that I want it to know how I feel...
Come here pussy as I stroke it and give it a name...
Plant a flag and tend its crops.
Go to war if anyone threatens its territories... Guerilla in the mist as I spray bullets and chop off heads...
A twenty one gun salute... A splack... A splack... A splack.
Listen to it all squishy as it farts and pulses... I swear that pussy be snapping.
Throw that thang to Big Daddy baby... Put a arch in that back.
I slapping them ass cheeks like the skin on an African drum.
That juicy got me all in the depths of space where we fall from in flaming freefall to the surface of the earth...
You the wet drops pon me as I buss twenty one gun salute in your honor and come to rest...
That juicy...
That juicy...
That juicy.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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