Sometimes I don't want to be made love to. Sometimes I like it as rough as possible. Flip me in all directions, stretched into wild positions, pull my hair, smack my ass. Do it harder when I ask. Bite me on my shoulder and my neck that would turn me on. Back breaking back shots, twisting me legs in locks, pulling my hair while you're back there.
Sometimes I don't want to be made love to. Tell me to take the dick and call your name. Try to knock the pussy out its frame. Tha's the shit I'm talking about. That's what gets me hot. Punish the pussy like she did something bad. Hit the G-spot like a drum; over and over until I cum and when I do, don't you stop not until your ball swell up and your dick pops causing you to collapse on top.
That right there is what I'm talking about. Sometimes I don't want to be made love to.
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