Like a flower my sacred feminine opens up to you. Sacred only to i. if you break you must buy cheap unable to purchase uneducated in value. You don’t even know of your own. Black love where has it gone? driven by dicks pursuing chicks believing their sticks will hold you up.
So what’s up for tonight?
anonymous casual intercourse
anonymous casual intercourse
anonymous casual intercourse
anonymous casual intercourse
I like it slow.
I like to be kissed right here.
Lets talk about the world and our place in it. Casual laid back…
why does this feel so hard.
Why can’t you look me in my eyes. I feel your heart beating…for whom does it beat?
Deep on the inside, for whom do you live? Yeah baby like that…you turn me around so our souls must never connect you’d rather look into my ass, as if this is where my secrets lie. you communicate that I am the passing thing, a cheap thrill…sacred only to i. hold on to yourself black man! Stop giving you away…that conquest nothing more than another dumping zone for your soul. Give it away give it away give it away now give it away give it away give it away now…
Saturday, October 13, 2007
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