by I go 3

Passion in her eyes stink holes leave you hypnotic toxic come drop it on me below your legs wide between I hide cough drop I heal your lump walk you get to sputnik my life keep in first orbit right these channels come vast and bright you're my satisfaction of a satellite with it double in the pipe I come so real to sounds of you moan how to the noisy juices fluids of mucus you ride it like feelings I thrust like a rush to your orange peeling peach bite I preach your every speech right into the silence peak right into your arms I heap a huge smile Langston jewls with a breached right to much work not to see how to sit tight patience ran in her eyes the faster the glow of her wet cheeks so right I dig deep tonight into day this won't speak to fine I issue me come find its as intake from her trust I find me in her let me see if it's right not for me for her is there a beg for more cause all she wants is felt in this man's world with her touch so right