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Wednesday, May 4, 2016

(FORBIDDEN NARCOCKTIC) A HOT AND STEAMY COLLAB FEATURING SUMMAIYAH RESHARD
THE MUSIC AS WE RIDE AND SLIDE...
https://youtu.be/Rm9u5jN2z_w

Sumaiyah
My belly is hot with fever from loving you; torn finger nails scratch eye lids, bleeding from rain
The sweetness of my tongue, you long for, that will never know true love; you’d rather live in pain
He watches me, marking my moves like a chess piece, me his queen, him the affable king of my desires
His lips pressed through screen, finding the circular motion of my nipples, my hips grinding, finger to clit on fire
Chocolate melting between buttery cream thighs, back arches as his stallion stands at full attention, inside my walls
The oil that runs down his beard, when he walks by me lingers on my lips, for him I’ll gladly taste it all
Cum in me like peaches, dripping nectar from your instructor, that needs no introduction, only a little relief
Sweat runs down his chest like, ice cubes soaked in rum, at night I dance with the commander in chief.

JERALD

My brain burns with the knowledge of you... Burns on skin scabbed over... Sweet salty sweat dripping down.
The manipulations of my fingertips that make you cry, moan and beg, love such a distant memory, my pain my friend.
I like lion in wait, eying you the prey, you the lioness, the object of my erect desires.
Nibbles on your plump juicy nipples, head of my manhood rubbing between nether lips as your clit stands tall... Quaking as our flesh becomes one, thick ass thigh high to the sky, I knocking at the castles gates, I rocking from side to side and caressing your walls.
The dribbles of my precum on the sides of her mouth, her smell as I reminiscence, I would eat her in her sleep.
Cum so that I may drink of your juice so comparable to the elixir drank by the pharaohs of ancient times, I have always known thy taste, time and time again for to much is not enough.
In the vastness of space we are the only ones, I having found you, The One.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY and SUMMAIYAH RESHARD

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