Cheshire Smile
by Justin C. Morris©


Let's be real
This aint just no physical "thang"
But I'm addicted to hearing you
Ya know, when you scream my name
Clutch the back of my head
And crawl off the edge of the bed
Shoutin' profane thangs
Girl I get high
Higher than a quarter and "O" hit
Everytime you say "Oh Shit!"
I feel your juices run down my chin
You're already soaked
How much wetter can you get?
I know I've got you when you twist,
Your back arcs and your legs lift a lil bit
When you squeeze my head with your
thighs
And your body starts to tremble I take
pride
And though you can't see me
I don my wide Cheshire smile
About Justin C. Morris:

Justin C. Morris is the Author of WITH LOVE, R. Cypha - The Maxi
Single
www.rhymecypha.com
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