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My One True Lust


There was this very hot guy

So I had to say "Hi"

But oh was he cute

He almost made me go mute

I saw him from across the store

But I had to see more

So as I crept through the ailes

My heart kept screaming "Oo Child'!"

I gazed at his smile

Far longer than a while

His shoulers were so broad

It made my nipples hard

Don't even get me started on those muslces

His body was anything but subtle

I imagined him naked 

Better than the statue of David

And finally I was there

I couldn't even bare!

In front of this tall beautiful man

I couldn't even stand

We stood and exchanged small talk

Only because I couldn't walk

But by the time we were done

I knew he was the one

So I let go of all my fear

and whispered in his ear

"Hey there honey,

Wanna go home and fuck me?"

He politely nodded yes

While he looked down my dress

And we quickly left the store

though I kind of felt like a whore

Oh well, that's fine

Cuz this guy is mine

He probably won't call, he might

At least I got some dick for tonight

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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