NASTY TALK...XXX RATED

[NASTY TALK...XXX RATED]

THE MUSIC FOR THIS EXTREME SEXUAL ROMP... YOU BETTA LISTEN CAUSE DIS DAT FYAH..

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xHyZtiTZbpw

There is no way I guess to say this subtly...

I want to fuck you from the back...

Just bend you over and beat them guts...

Pound you into submission.

I am an an ass man I must admit...

Ass just makes me want to beat the pussy up...

Fuck you till I spray nut all over your ass cheeks...

Bend over and show me what I want to see.

I said bend on over and let me see what I need to see...

That pretty pussy as it hangs so phat...

Ummm you just my nasty lil ol girl...

I want to kiss it from the back and spank it with my hand...

With the head of my dick...

All dat ass got me in a tailspin like a dizzy ass bee drunk on honey...

Ahh I like the way your forest looks turned upside down.

From the front you are just as luscious...

So full and thick that mine eye cries a tear into the fabric of my boxers...

I am gonna fuck you till you scream...

Till I scream in earsplitting release.

There is no way I guess to say this subtly...

I want to fuck you from the back and cover you in the cream of my nut.

[ALL UP IN HER MELTING POT] FEATURING MARCINA TASTYSUNSHINE GILLIAM

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  [ALL UP IN HER MELTING POT] FEATURING MARCINA TASTYSUNSHINE GILLIAM

  THE MUSIC FOR THIS BREW...

  http://youtu.be/iLU0TiqFee0

  
  

  
  
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  I been playing around with caramel...my otha favorite flavor than chocolate...
• Plus its such a sensual treat...erybody loves it next to chocolate
• sweet enough for you? Can i indulge your urge to spurge your words and mix them with my confection?
  I promise not to cause you to melt in my hands, nor will I bite off more than I can chew
  
  
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  I been just letting my mind marinate in thoughts, dreams and linguistic scenes as the kush carries me along.
  Finding myself wandering lifes open roads where so many travel along.
  Watching it all go down from the perspective of a bystander... a different story told from a unique view.
  My history so different from western philosophical schools of thought as taught to the fragile youth.
  The sweet taste of your caramel has ruptured the fabric of silky material that covers the eyes...ripped away the veil.
  I stir in the melting pot o

  f a queen.
  Mixing milk chocolate images into this sweet concoction.
  
  
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  Your spoon dips deeply in my caramel stream blending
  in the waft of my morning musings
  Finding myself on that same open road you traveling
  My map in hand my course plotted out
  Ready to conquer the world without a doubt
  I've many stories to tell much Her-Story to tell
  Taste and see how good the Sunshine can be
  as we stir in my melting pot...
  
  
  
  

FUCKED UP IN YOU

[FUCKED UP IN YOU]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS NASTY ROMP...
http://youtu.be/6_CnQHWwiJ0




Do you know that I will eat you up as you lie contorted in my sexual fantasies... pull at the fabric and grow hard as the tearing sound seems to fill the room... spending a moment saturated in the juiciness of you.

Sometimes all my fantasies seem to take on lives of their own as I dwell in these liquid dreams where you are the sweet ice cream dripped and dipped in the pores of my skin... on my taste buds... all covered in nut.

I said ice cream, woman. Soft sweet and thickly divine...

A taste of you as you moan and cry out in anticipation... a taste of your beauty as it floods the sheets and drips...drips... drips.

A tapestry in a fluid mind. 

We poised to explode in passionate release... yin and yang in karma sutra tones of African daydreams.

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So fucked up in the wanting of wanting to fuck you up... and down.

Show me your shades slowly so that I can absorb the essence of all that you are...

As you burst free, contorted in my sexual fantasies.

SENSUAL MODERN SEXUALITY IN NUBIAN DEGREES

[SENSUAL MODERN SEXUALITY IN NUBIAN DEGREES]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE... THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN TO THIS MUSIC..
http://youtu.be/NHxH17CjFHA




WHEN I THINK OF AFRICA I ALWAYS THINK OF THE QUEENS IN WHATEVER FORM THAT THEY TAKE... ALL THE VARIED DEGREES OF AFRICAN FEMININITY PLAYING ON A SCREEN IN MY SEXUAL PSYCHOLOGY... NUBIAN SENSUALITY.

THE BEAUTY OF THE AGES ALL WRAPPED UP IN COCOA BROWN SHADES OF SHE AS PROMISED TO WE.

THE HEALING WATERS OF HER THAT HAVE CARRIED MANY MEN ACROSS THE DESERT OF LIVING IN BABYLONIAN SOCIETY... DROPS OF HER THAT SOOTHE THE PAIN OF THE LASH... AS PHAROAH BEATS THE PEOPLE DOWN.

HER STRENGTH AND MINE AS WE PROGRESS THROUGH THESE TURBULENT TIMES.

LOOKING ACROSS THE WATERS OF THE ATLANTIC WHERE OUR STORY IS FOUND ON THE OCEAN FLOOR... BONES COVERED IN THE SANDS OF TIME.

I GROW HARD AND SOFT IN HER AS SHE AND I MERGE IN THE THROES OF PASSION AND PLEASURE... IN MEMORIES OF SHARED PAIN AS THEY ARE DRIVEN AWAY BY OUR NEED TO BE.

SHE STANDS SUPREME IN HER POISE AND GRACE... SO MANY THAT TRY TO BE SHE AS SHE TRIES TO LOSE THE THINGS THAT MAKE HER A QUEEN OF ANTIQUITY...

GIVEN AS A BLESSING TO MAN.

I REMAIN ROOTED IN HER CURVES AS I TRY TO PUT THEM IN MANUSCRIPT... PAINT HER IN WORDS AND IMAGES THAT WILL CARRY INTO FUTURE PASTS WHERE HER BEAUTY IS MANIFEST... A MOST FANTASTIC VISION INDEED.

ALL FLIPPED OUT IN BLACK AND SEPIA TONES THAT FILL THE CREVASSES OF A MODERN SON OF AFRICA WHO FOUND THE TRUTH IN THE FORM OF AFRICAN QUEENS WHO BORE THE BURDEN OF BRINGING US TO THIS POINT IN TIME WHERE WE STILL SEEK TO ASCEND... WALK INTO THE LIGHT.

HERE I AM SO LOST IN THE THICKNESS OF ALL THAT YOU REPRESENT... THAT YOU EXHIBIT... LIKE THICK CHOCOLATE AS YOU MELT ON MY TONGUE... ON THE FABRIC OF MY MENTALS.

 AS WE FIND THAT THE TRUE POWER OF US IS OURS AS LONG AS WE REMAIN TWAIN IN THIS EVENTUALITY...

KING AND QUEENS UNITED.

[DIRTY MIND EJACULATION]

[DIRTY MIND EJACULATION]
THE MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/LvTTQzF2N20

Show me your pretty.
Just a little look... a little see.
Wow... that really messes me up, looking at your pretty as it juts out so invitingly...
I like the way you look at it and set it out... you know that does things to the primal in me.
Your pretty done blew a hole in my hold...
I just wanna kiss it and hum on that clit see?
Show me your pretty.
Spread it as you rub it and make it glisten in the light.
Sparkles of your liquidity that mix with the pre of my cum and trail strings.
I told you I was fucked up in the sexy of your sexy... you show me that pretty punani and I grow hard in the deepest part of me... in the nuclei of my anatomicals... the proto of my zoa.
Break me right on down.
Show me the pretty of your pretty as it hangs so prettily.

[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...

http://youtu.be/Oj4GgEAhvbA

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