The drift of my Ride

Your cleverness of mischievous

Was just the election I need

To pump the vote to it’s max of depression

Grabbing your stick shift

down the back of my throat

with your soft  silk

looking hand

but firm thick piece of stick

struggling but tuggling

My waist with grips

wanting to be squeeze

No free and let him slaughter me

Welcome to the drift of his ride

 

 

 

Published by Kg-sexcastelocash ORIGINAL BLOGSPOT

Blogger, Author,Editor,Poet,BLOGGER Broadcaster,YouTuber ,sing on #starmaker , #and smule Administrator

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