Want it all! Here! Now! In a stall! Just give it your withal!!
We both want it! We know that one IT is all we want! No
Ned to read the manual, we are way past that, them engines
Like a locomotive, are churning and fired so to not stop till
There’s a mutual, natural, naked, bullish battering arming
Crash , teeth gnash, temples flayed eyebrows stenciled so
Furloughs of furloughing grants pants, off they come, kick
Lick so knickers reveal knockers as bras are tossed, panties
Pitched, underpants on myself were never there as I love
The contact of bare skin and cock and hairy balls to demon
Rough ranging cowboy stench of that rawhide and no show
You know, no showers or bathing for days so rather pungent
Rather rife in fleshy hairy male ripeness , I turn-off for many
I am sure and yet that heat that passion overcomes it all as
That desire to release to be set totally free and out of control,
To have been taken to another pilot, to have been consumed
In animal rawness and the basest base and bottom of barrel
The filthy truth of coupling Randy ranti g raging animals so
Heated so sweaty so out of our mind’s delirious glorious mad!
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