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Feeling like silk, caressing my thighs,

Wondering what it is, I open my eyes.

Seeing your hair spread across me,

Makes me rise involuntarily.

Feeling your hands on my skin,

This is a truly delicious sin.

Your petite hands a little cool,

Make me squirm like a boy in school.

Feeling your expert touch,

The bed sheets I clutch,

Firmly in my hands,

You’re giving commands.

I love you being in control,

Feeding the devil my soul.

Your tongue sliding up my cock,

Making me hard as a rock.

Your mouth’s hot and wet,

As expert as your hands I bet.

Feeling the head reach your throat,

To all my friends, I’m gonna gloat.

Knowing I’m about to cum

Knowing you wanna taste some.

Come on baby get a mouthful.

Of your hair, I grab a handful.

Holding your head close to me,

I begin releasing my sea.

It’s spewing, out of your lips,

Down your chin it drips.

Flaccid my cocks drops,

Onto my thigh it flops.

Thanks for the head baby,

Now get the hell away from me.

I paid you last night,

You’re supposed to be gone before light.