The loners.
The rebels.
Those that don't
fit.
Those who don't fit.
The ones that always seem out of
place.
Those who see things differently.
Those who don't fit
the rules. And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can
agree with them or disagree.
You can glorify or defame them.
The
only thing you cannot do is ignore them.
Because things
change.
They push the human race forward.
Kissing your neck
Kissing your shoulders *,
***
Kissing your back,
While my hands are
They worried about
playing
With your hard breasts
And my tongue and my mouth
They
take advantage of the
Hardness and erection of
Your nipples
to
Kiss them,
Bite them,
Upload them ***, ***
Leaving my
lips
Tattooed on them,
Despite being able to be
Enjoying
your skin
My only obsession is
Get to the center of you
Wet
pussy,
Fed me on you and
Your pleasures,
Enjoying the
taste
Of your honeys,
Of that * formatan ***
Simple to copy
* my ***
Lips that claim
You nectar,
And that way so
yours
To seduce and push
My my lip,
Eager to
sink
Nailed,
And get drunk on the
Sweet abyss of
your
Love,
I like to fuck with me
Tongue out your
pussy,
Taking you to those ...
Wailing,
Gasps,
Whispers,
And
screams
That when you reach your
Climax,**
You end up
screaming
Strongly my name
And asking me with
your
Haltingly,**
Do not stop,
Keep going,
Play with your
tongue in
My pussy,
Get wet, **
Turn me on,
Make me want
you and
I want to feel your cock
Inside my pussy
Make me run
and scream
Pleasure,
Let my juices bathe
Your mouth,
And
your * lips enjoy ***
Of the taste of my juices
Mmmmm
I want
to feel your lips
Drinking from me *, ***
And your tongue
drying my
Humidity,
Aaaaaaaaaa **
But that in the end what
**
The only thing I get is
That you return to me
Excite and
again **
