3rd date

3rd date

Everybody knows on the third date we engage in coitus, it’s a concrete rule edged on the stone of life, it’s in the Bible, old testament. How you gon test a man? What do you mean you tired? What’s next, you gonna hit my hand? Unfortunately, the contract is signed and I’ve been hired. I listened to your boring stories and acted like I cared, so great my performance you think our experiences are shared. Oh hell no, the chance to elope was on the first date, the second date is a debate but the third date is the save the date! How you gon leave casually like nothing happened? I played my role what must happen? After all the money I spent on you? Champagne and wine ordered just for you. Lobster and prawns just to impress you. Your time is due, open up the gates cause I’ve been standing in queue. The time has come for me to validate you. Grab your bag, we going to sleep, I’ll get you a Red Bull, this problem ain’t steep. Don’t you know what grown folks do after dinner? I know you do cause you a sinner. I freaked you once when you were thinner and now you are matured and I can’t wait to pin ya. On the bed, on the floor, suck your tits, penetrate you to the core, I’ll french kiss your other tongue, I am better than ever before. Everybody knows on the third date we engage in coitus, what type of panties you wearing, it’s time to misbehave, I hope you all shaved, never mind that I like bush all the same, I’m vintage like I lived in caves.

Coitus everyday

Coitus everyday

All she wants is coitus every day. I can’t do it no more. I am not a machine. I have a job, she’s irrational. I can’t be representing all fronts like I am national. The house looks like the aftermath of a tornado, dishes stacked up like a skyscraper. While I am out getting paper, she’s passive like a hater. Lazy as fuck, no pun intended. She’s the type of woman who makes a sloth offended. The sparkle in my eyes gone and my enthusiasm suspended. Just yesterday, she made me a victim of the headboard. Bang, Bang! Dominating me like Serena on the court. Do this, do that, like I am a kid of some sort. She doesn’t even cook and she’s attached to my dick like a hook. She don’t even wear panties anymore. Always exposed like invaluable ore. If her pussy were a stock, it would have plummeted. News just in; Miss Dow Jones loses 90% of her value sending the market into shambles. A gamble, if I am in the house and fully-able.

All she wants is coitus every day. I can’t do it no more. I am not a machine.

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