Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that leers,This mottled nose, protruding ears:A prison grown large to restrainThis sweet and simple, gentle brainWhich longs with every coarse heartbeatSurroundings dainty and petite.BODY: Who says that I'm some jail. He laid me on the bed slowly taking off my clothes and kissing my body all over slowly moving down to my aching pussy. He gently licked my clit and nibbled on my lips, oh how I was so gagging to be fucked. He slid his finger into my needy pussy and then took it out and made me lick my own juices off it before straddling me with his cock at my face. I opened my mouth slowly taking the full lengths of his cock until it was deep in my throat. He started to fuck my face hard.Read More
