slowly taken off you cover
shaken the hips to the beat
curlling your leg around the shaft
loud smack of the curved skin
roar of the drunken masculinity
that is packed so well into the old barn
gleaming lights
bright colors
staring at the reflection
against the wall
"Shake that Ass"
Come on over baby
give me your fake smile
give me that fake look
take the folded president
from my watery mouth
let me take in the essence
the essence of your body
smelling the best aroma
known to me
give me that lust
give me the attention I desire
legs to the STARS
Beauty of the SUMMER
searchin the pockets;FUCK!
Out of Washington's
Gettin late
Give her the folded green
take one last look
at the Undressed