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At times your v****a smelled just like my pits
After running a marathon in 126
Degree heat and my feet smelled good
Compared to your gobbler of wood
But I digress,
On the days you didn't smell like sweat
The sex was the best
Put my d**k to the test
We'd ******** until my d**k looked like it was addicted to meth
Raw like I masturbated with wire mesh
I choked you spanked you and pulled your hair
You moaned like I was ******** murdering you down there
And then I'd flip you over, and reach for the lube
Squeeze that tube while I squeeze your boob
Took a closer look "What the Eff" I gasped
You had a mustache growing out your a**
Girls' asses aren't supposed to be hairy
My little peter says, nary, that s**t is just too scary
And sometimes just right in the angle of the light
It looked like you had stubble maybe it's my eye sight
Stubbly chin, B.O., and your a** had a mop
I think I was ******** a transsexual post op
- by Primorcian |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/16/2013 |
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- Title: To my ex
- Artist: Primorcian
- Description: Something i came up with a while back
- Date: 05/16/2013
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