What is this
Tell me If you would please
Tell me why the urge
To get down on my knees
And take in the scent that is you
And do the things I normally wouldn’t do
What would my boys think if they witnessed
Face buried in your crotch totally helpless
Taking in the stench of your piss
My duty of Daddy Shall I be so remiss
Or shall I just allow myself to be free
And do what comes naturally
This is one thing I do know
I’d sniff between your legs
Until it grows
Tasting the saltiness of your girth
Your hairy crotch I’d unearth
Until unleashed the warm explosion
Down my throat shall no other version
Of this sweet fantasy of mine
Be reprised
The day I get down on my knees
(He knows who this is about. I still fantasize about it. It will be revealed in time.)
I love a mystery...
ReplyDeleteYou already know STUD. :-)
DeleteWell, fuck...
DeleteInhale deeply that smell of the pouch, your face mashed to it, as my cock grows and grows...
Fucking yes Sir !
DeleteWell damn, this just got interesting. Can I join in?
ReplyDeleteGet your sexy ass over here! "The more the merrier," I always say.
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