(SUCKTASM) A SUPER EROTIC COLLAB FEATURING Jenavia Powell

(SUCKTASM) A SUPER EROTIC COLLAB FEATURING Jenavia Powell
THE SOUND... MAKE SURE YOU LISTEN... AMBIANCE...
https://youtu.be/ZyB1nuKFAGA

Jerald
I want you on your knees.
My big thick dick standing in your face.
Take it in your hands and feel the weight.
Look in its eye.
Suck it for me baby... Put it in your mouth...
Fuckkk, I love when you swallow it like that.
I can feel your throat...
All naked, sucking this dick and looking up at me....
Jenavia
My tongue making butterfly flicks on the head
my hands practicing it's craft on the shaft
my eyes looking up at you
watching  thrills dance upon your face
I can hear your excitement in your moans
and groans
that's it baby,
fuck my mouth
let me suck and suck and suck
you dry
suck the golf ball out of that pipe
cum in mouth big daddy,
cum for me
Jerald
Got me on my toes...
Clenching my ass cheeks.
Didn't know you did it like that and my cries...
Oh my, they bounce of the walls as I grab the back of your head...
No gag reflex and i go wild...
Pull your hair and call your name...
Mmmmm, you bout to drive me insane.
I wonder?
Do you swallow?
I feel my nut swelling and churning.
I wonder?
Do you swallow?
Jenavia
I do not swallow, but there's a first for everything . I suck you harder and faster, i feel your dick swell and throb in my mouth as i bob my head up and down, move my tongue  in circles ....i suck and suck and suck and lick and suck and lick and lick and suck and.. as you cum , i feel a feeling of passionate relief
Jerald
I feel it in my balls, as it roars through my loins...
Standing on my toes and... Oh! I spasm.
I can feel it cumming... Oh, I'm cumming.
You pull me in harder, your hand on my ass... And I... I call your uhh... I try to call your na...
Oh my goodness...
Oh baby it feels so g, g, good.
I love the way you look up at me as I... spasm.
Erupt in your mouth.
My knees so weak...
You swallow...
I pull you up and kiss those lips.

By JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY and Jenavia Powell

(THUMP...THUMP)
THE SOUND...
https://youtu.be/OsYKz1PKT_o

Let me thump your clit... I mean let me make your clit jump.
A gentle nudge as I take a taste, a gentle flick.
I pull away and kiss the insides of your thighs.
Taste, divine.
Let me kids the base of your diaphragm, massage the passages of your heart.
Let me lap of thy fount.
Nectar to a wounded warrior, my tongue and thine wonder.
A flip and it pouts at me, a part of the petals as you arch your back.
I go under and sir it on my face.
Suck your clit...ahhh.
A reach and I holding your nipples between my fingers twist them gently.
A moment suspended in your moans... ahhh.
I who would drink of you as a stranded man in a vast desert.
You the oasis... I so thirsty.
A lick, a flick.
I drink.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

{THE GREATEST WEIGHT AND I}

{THE GREATEST WEIGHT AND I}

THE SOUND OF THE BREAKDOWN...
 https://youtu.be/5NO0f7IXnPA

And what of religion?
The young boy asked the old man.
The old man seemed to go as still as the day at the crowning of a cold dawn.
The boy waited cause he knew this was the old mans way.
The old man finally opened his mouth to speak and at that moment it seemed the birds ceased to speak, as if time itself stood still waiting for the answer.
The old man said; Do you remember the story of Adam and Eve?
The boy nodded.
The old man continued; They had no religion, there was only them and Allah. They knew he existed because to them he was tangible, he was solid. He walked and talked with them.
He was no spirit for spirits do not walk, spirits do not talk. 

He asked the boy. Have you ever seen a spirit, smelled one, held one?
The boy shook his head.
The old man reached out and rubbed his head. 

Such a nothing gesture yet it conveyed so much.
Abraham, Noah and the other prophets also had this ability, this direct connection to Allah, the ability to speak to him or the angels, over time man lost this ability.
It was during these times that men figured out that they could fool other men by taking away from and altering the context of what Allah and the angels had conveyed.. They made knowledge secret and used it to control other men.
They called this religion and killed men in the name of it if they didn't adhere to their belief systems.
Eventually man forgot about spirituality and became religious. War in the name of religion, hate in the name of religion.
All of this against what Allah had told man, yet their teachings prevented them from seeing the truth.

That it all led back to one thing and that this one thing that it all led back to was common. It was everywhere and yet nowhere and was invisible to the masses because the masses always had tended to want men to lead them.

To make their decisions for them.

Over time man had forgotten his Godself and had converted to the worship of other men's concepts.

He was no longer connected to the earth that he stood upon.

His natural order was upset and he had introduced disorder and chaos as order.

Many men die because of these concepts as each man aspires to be richer than the next man... To have more when in fact more would be here without money.

That if there were no police there would be no need for police. They such an invaluable part of the system as they protect the property and ideals of the ruling elite.

The boy in listening felt these things as they became pictures that echoed the things that he had seen, he saw the people in his life as they flashed in his subconscious.

The old man asked him. "Do you feel the connection?"

He nodded yes.

The leaves rustled in the dry way they do in fall.

A soft breeze across the cheeks of the man who stood with tears in his eyes as he watched the young boy. 

What an awful burden he was passing along.

He reached out and  rubbed the boy's head.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY