Aside

She conceives the perfect pieces to penetrate your soul…

She’s Married to the music…

Which has me memorized by her imaginative beauty…

I’m determined to make love to her mind…

Spreading her thighs apart speaking poetry to her passion…

Constantly licking until she leaks the lyrics to my favorite song…

I want her to “cum” off the chorus…

As her mouth latches on to my instrument blowing the right melody…

I smile from the sensation…

She’s soaked from our song…

Sierra Mist flavored sex…

Her lyrics are leaving music all over the bed sheets…

Ready to make our TLC an mp3 and blast it on repeat…

Because her music is memorable like Harlem nights…

And im sprung off her song…

-Randum

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