(HUE-SEXUAL EXPLORATION)
THE SOUND OF HYPERSEXUALIZATION...
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Can I lie with you as the stars travel the sky?
Can I consummate with your mind.
Make love to its ridges and creases...
Plunge into its depths again and again.
Rub it and feel it shudder...
Feel it grab my width and hold me tight.
Your mind I mean.
Stroke it eloquently with soothing lyrics see.
Massage away your day and add peace to your night.
We linked psychologically and physiological all off in the ether of our hue-manity.
The chemical compounds of our beings as we hypernetic explore our cybernetics... see?
Come my dear...
Lie with me.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(QUESTIONS AND QUANDARYS OF A SEXUAL NATURE)
THE BEAT DROPPED AND LOCKED...

Why I gotta talk all nasty to you?
All up under your clothes and shit...
Make that pussy wet.
Like that.
That fine black ass...
That pink candy... Mmmm...
Why I gotta talk to you like that?
Why I gotta touch that clit... make you gasp... transfixation of I.
This beast that cavorteth in my brain.
Spreading you naked... dining pon thee.
Hums and vibrations... sliding wet and slick, in and out.
Bend over and arch that back... titties hanging down... Dick standing strong.
Flipping you over and tasting others again... juice flowing.
Wet cream dripping down your crack.
Damn...
Why I gotta talk to you like that?

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY