Take off my cloths

by janelle Raymond   May 19, 2007


Rain drops on the roof
its cold in my bed
He is opening door
I am turning blue, red

take of my cloths
He reads my mind
starr at that window
and comes behind

Stirring his finger
In my liquer pot
Bending me over
Oh, it was hot

Then mr Hard length
aw....it was soo deep
again and again
then went to sleep

Always taking off cloths
ask me ...I dont know why
starring at the door
Hoping you'll drop by

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  • 17 years ago

    by Delicious 42

    That was wonderful!!! U really caught my attention. Keep writing.

    Delicious 42