Hypothetically
… hypothetical
If
you were my Mango lol… delicious that’s the first word that comes to mind, mixed in
with a pray because you’re a slice of heaven, I love your mind soul body shape and mostly spirit... but not to tonight… nah I committed to your body, I try to eat clean but it’s
about to get sloppy we ain’t latin but you calling me papi,…
My mango your turn
me into a bedroom pyscho... skin tender ripe, flesh firm curves that cause
blindness got me all excited knowing I am about to ride it, underneath that
skin I need to get in to the juicy, what
is my tongue doing to you that make you breathe funny… I am eating my mango
because I said I want to eat healthy (lol)
Dam
girl this one hell of a ride and you’re the Cherry on the top, we writing this
thing and we changed the meaning of the word thicken up the plot but don’t stop
until dawn or at least I hit the melting pot.. I lay warmed
by the morning light Mixed
emotions....... Was
I wrong? Was she even remotely ......right?
who cares we crossed a boarder of reality and dream dam girl… we didn’t even
use the whipped cream (lol)
Strawberry…
ummmm lol woman you have two choices chocolate dipped or dipped by chocolate
either way they’re going to be a lot of sweetness, dig in and eat this this all
I know is our body’s wont separate until your speechless, head on my chest, the
beast tamed by you mastered hand caress, secretly I think this woman possess
the beauty that only fairy tales confess … shh don’t tell her I can’t backward
because I have tasted the best
Peaches its a good thing you blossomed in the
bedroom because it’s going to be a spring test (lol), no protest she aint a stripper
but it is a pole test, my teeth sink into your shoulder you my soulstress, I guess
if I am god you’re a goddess, intoxicated and before you drive our idea of
breathe test is tongue kiss until breathless, turn you around kiss your spine
lower back dip until you tell daddy come get it… drip drip
Hypothetical
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