Wednesday, October 19, 2011

F. M.B’s

F. M.B’s


Go on girl let it show,
You strut your stuff for me,
And I relish in the thrill.
Always have time to kill.

Up high, as in my esteem
You stride with earthly grace.
The dipping rhythm of buttock flesh,
Has kept a smile upon my face.

I see your kinky tempting dance,
And hope for a night of love.
Is that what you’d expected,
F.M.B me with a sexy gait ?

So sway your tush for daddy,
And show me what you’ve got.
I’ve lost all control already,
Because you are so bloody hot..!!!

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