Hand Jobs & Hangovers

As much fun as this is…

I’m not 25

A 30-something left ex Who. Miss-ed. His!

So the hang over lasts beyond days…

Yeah, I was married, got chitlens
Stacks of bills & The Man comes only for his pays

GULP

My house don’t smell like roses
Real life happening,
No time for pretty poses

Not fo sho biz

So you sure you wanna amuse this?

Still pondering that quickie?
That lefty?
A hum-be?
Cum on boy soft to hard, EeeeZeee…?

Yeah, that’s what I thought

No fool for thee
Chop chop, giddy up, grab your sack & go for flee
Better you than Me

Def not my sweet Babe-ies

I’m not tryin to be pushy
Solo time I’m easy
Fly for fun
But not regarding my family

Gotta know for sure
Planting seeds
Hard to endure
And if it’s a match then god speed

Surveyin now for longevity
Value-based
Future security

Que sera sera

My babies’ callin
Mamá
Mamá


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