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Sex with a hairy brazilian (Ode) by scitz

Met a beautiful girl in Rio, She was dancing the bossa nova, I was burning like Rome under Nero, Then she smiled and walked over. She didn't speak very good English, But God gave good French, I tried to get her name but she wouldn?t let me finish, Feeling her thighs on a bench. Apparently I made her wet, My mates looked pissed off I had won the bet, We then took a walk to this rundown shack, Where rivers of scars became etched on my back, Her breasts were a tribute to gravity, I gnawed on them like a newborn puppy, I have never seen thighs gyrate so fast, My cock was in need of an elastoplast, She sucked me, fucked me, bit me, hit me, Jesus Christ came to visit me, And God what a carnal blessing I had. But then things went from good to bad. She laid there spread eagled forcing my head lower, I acted all dejected and said 'let me get to know you' But this broad was not listening, I stared at 5 pounds of labia glistening, I had never seen such a hairy muff, The last hair ended at her belly, I took a bite, it was tough like plumbers jelly. I thought of the Queen Mother in a thong, Humming the anthem of the Birdie song, Anything to take my mind from the moment. Eventually She came and I went, My mouth numb, my cock bent, Looking back a night well spent. Brazilian girls are great till they strip, So remember to run like hell, When you hear them undo their zip.

titan69 1-Nov-03/11:45 AM
YOU SHOULD READ MY POEM SEX WITH A WOOLY SHEEP
KNOW THAT IS GROSS.




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