your naughty/teasing schoolgirl

A Poem prepared as I lie down to sleep,
At most I cry, for my penis to weep.
Viewing your Breasts- my fingers roaming,
Oh, schoolgirl, stay and see my cock cumming.

I’m not as others to be pricky and low,
Stick my pole into your moist hole and go.
You have so much to offer my sweet thing,
To view your photos I ask–no meeting.

Then, whom knows what cums thereafter,
My album’s tiny cock, will cause laughter.
Oh cyber, kiss me, my lassie of age twenty,
My sperm count is nill, yet quality is plenty.

Dearest naughty with the beautiful penthouses, known as breasts being firm to view and hold and be molded in my hands. Your silver dollar areolas, you might feel with others to be unsure.

Seeing you dressed up as a teasing schoolgil, please know, in your arns— I will endure.
Endure may sound harsh, let’s say That’s all I
could think of before my hand fists my penis,
with you awaiting,
-to vew what is cumming,
UP and ejaculated at the finish.