04-09-2013, 11:30 AM
Oh god, what’s wrong with me!
It’s you black ones I like best,
shining bright as oily leather.
Come close sweetie, let me grip you
tightly with my shaking hands.
Let me draw you to my eager mouth;
I will let you come inside.
No. I insist you flow inside
like before,
when last I swallowed all you had within.
My tongue had swum in joyful flow
and tickled sweetly then.
My greedy lust was not appeased,
though from your hole I shook the last
of sticky drops upon my lips
and loosed your can, then fully spent.
So soon now after do I need another:
it is all rather too obscene,
this love of mine for tasty coke!
~~~
That isn't a title. That's a question!
Oh, and I totally feel your pain, Justcloudy. I also watch what I eat, though for different reasons. This one's about my favourite, Coke Zero -- the shameless love of a chubby man.
It’s you black ones I like best,
shining bright as oily leather.
Come close sweetie, let me grip you
tightly with my shaking hands.
Let me draw you to my eager mouth;
I will let you come inside.
No. I insist you flow inside
like before,
when last I swallowed all you had within.
My tongue had swum in joyful flow
and tickled sweetly then.
My greedy lust was not appeased,
though from your hole I shook the last
of sticky drops upon my lips
and loosed your can, then fully spent.
So soon now after do I need another:
it is all rather too obscene,
this love of mine for tasty coke!
~~~
That isn't a title. That's a question!
Oh, and I totally feel your pain, Justcloudy. I also watch what I eat, though for different reasons. This one's about my favourite, Coke Zero -- the shameless love of a chubby man.