They all want the honey pot working or not

He wants that honey pot 

Working or not

Play boy thinks your  a toy

He's not a man that's why it's playboy not playman

A  grown boy in a man's body

Not taking responsibility 

Hit it quick and run

After the fun

Dumps you honey hun

Then sneak back 

Getting some more

It's not love it's lust

He hates your guts

But he slips it in

Slick dick sausage

In the door. Any door front back wants some more

Can't get enough

It's a groaning game

He moans your name

Begging sayin love I love I love 

Love love you now

I wanna rub

Wanna hug

He cries whining in tortured pain

when you won't give it to Him

Right now 

Walk away,,,.. he will stray anyway like a

Dog he is sniffing chasing heat

That smell 

Slapping lapping slobbering

Panting

Tongue hanging dragging the floor 

begging dying crying more more more

He comes

Then he goes

And comes again

You say go away

Slap kick punch him in the face

and He's back

Again

Like a rubber band

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Sarah Stillwell July 20 2022