Tha Blak G

As i approach u in the club ruff & ruggedly with my shaft throbbing ,
with the visible imprint of my lengthy bulge erected in my pants... U
close ur eyes, bite down on ur bottom lip, ur pussy gets moist & ur
nipples get stiff, making lil sexual facial expressions, in ur mind u
invision & anticipate me reaching out my strong firm hand to guide u on
to the floor for a slow dance... As the naughty thoughts of ur
imagination comes to fruitation, u began to get flooded in ur wetness &
beome sticky & moist, as i gaze into ur passionate roaring eyes looking
tenderly sexy, a scrumptious tempting mouthwatering choice... With my
rude brooklyn attitude & demanding ways, dressed in all black gangsta
shit, I got u wantin me with a deep passion, from stareing at my rigid,
dark ,bulging ,deep definition of my erection, ur mind gets filled with
all sorts of erotic reflections... As our bodies glide & connect,
forward, backwards, with our heads cocked as we step, joined together
hip to hip, as our bodies sway to the throbbing music... The intensity
of the moment excells & swells, we dance slow, slow & quick & quick, as
ur thighs cry out & whisper to me "pull me in" u surrender to the
pounding beat that accelerates ur body, Which vibrates back & forth
uncontrolled from the ripple vibrations of skin on skin...Pulsating
face to face, ur tongue slides out ur mouth as ur lips parted , u began
to snarl & growl like a hunger tiger on a prowl, As our bodies connect
the movements get quicker, quicker now.. As our body temperture
increase, my raw aggression exceeds as our passions overflow & u start
demanding me as u take control... I forcively lift u up of ur feet &
bend u over backwards, holding u up with my one arm so u dnt drop ,
with my bulge pressing against ur juice box... Grinding together as if
we were artist makin a "duet" with our bodies makin music as were
joined close we unfold, with no airholes & inbtwn the high notes we
explode.. With u i begin to find my body again , my six senses come
alive, my demands are greater, my resistence softens, as my turtle head
rises inch by inch out of it's shell, with u i always remember the
basic pattern.. u sense my warm pulse as i move u closer to me thrust
by thrust.. U pray for safety in my massive secure arms, holding open
the possibility of a kinda man u often thought was impossible to ever
meet.. U reach ur nervously shaking fingertips out to caress my
blackness every inch of my bodys untold story to u i will reveal.. Ur
wanting to trust the touch of a man but ur afraid too.. As i listen to
u say in ur naughty enticing way " I finally have fingers touching &
brewing my juice box that are'nt mine, also have arms holding me close
& hands caressin my body, that are real & not in my "wet dreams" im
beginning to feel unafraid, u said u fuck hard, as ur tongue traced up
& down the shape of my soft enticing boiling flesh...