dark
alley following a punk
excitement
is the unknowing
while
in my jeans lust is growing
he
made contact with lots of spunk
coming
up close
and
face to face
he
smiled and said
lets
go to my place
how
could I argue
so
we did
like
an angel he was glowing
slightly
tipsy 'cuse he was drunk
I
was sex deprived like a monk
his
cock in hand needed blowing
he
gently pushed me down
onto
my knees
I
slowly took him in
tasting
icing
he
swelled and filled me up
I
swallowed every last drop
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Kegelbahn treffen, wird eine Nacht Romantik
German, Translation:
Back
alley meeting, becomes a night romance
Laliberta
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© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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