ben smith | with big red boobs & after sex

With big red boobs

We argue
with
Everyone in the room
And i throw a cup of water
On the floor and
It smashes
while people move around
To avoid the broken
glass

“You only defend her
Cause you want to fuck her”

He says in regards
To his woman.

Wich makes me
pull up
With big moon
Boot hands
And push the air
At my front

“Whoa, whoa, whoa there…

Want to

Is a big fucking call.”

I laugh
and every one frowns
As i push a brown
Bottle into my mouth

And
Picture his woman with
Big heavy red tits
Bent over the kitchen table
And gobbling up a dick
Like a thanks giving
turkey.

After sex

We finish and
I roll over
And watch a pirate
Figurine,
That i positioned,
spin around
The phonograph.

Borodin
Dances from
Prince Igor.

I let a limp dick
That had promise of being
Great
Sit in a staunch
and
Hang his heavy head over my
Pelvis.

“Can we go again?”

She pants,
Breathless from
Cumming
And
Running her pink fingers
Across the white
Canvas of her
Ass cheaks.

I think what the fuck
And she
Must be able
To read it
On my face.

“I AM a girl”
She says
And i puff out my chest
In a deep breath
And clench my
Teeth.

Yeah,
a girl.
Like a i could forget…


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