Next time's gonna be different; what was accomplished last time was far from simple. The next acts are gonna be relentless, with the waves coming between your legs causing much more than a quiet ripple. Your insomnia's gonna be a thing of the past, after you get done fuckin' with me. The images of our bodies submerged as one will be the last ones you'll remember, as you slowly approach your sleep.If nights are spent watching the sun rise, the same ones are gonna consist of my tongue dancin' around smoothly, before bein' buried deep between your thighs...we'll go so long and hard, the neighbors above us are gonna hear your cries...and by the time my manhood reaches your womanhood, we'll both experience the power and sheer beauty of insomnia's kryptonite.
Times before were merely a tune-up for something we both already know. There's no need for you to worry or, bring anything extra; all you gotta do...
...is show.
7/16/09 @ 12:07 A.M.
Photo by Thomas Hopson
5 comments:
hottttt mr. masenda!
lol.
dayum.
LOL, *Swish!*
Hot like fire... you talkin about the best kinda sleeping aid fo sho ;-)
flustering...
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