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Dear miss BBW, I am such a fiend



Dear miss BBW, I am such a fiend
I don't want a fling, I want you be my queen
in Africa you are rich, healthy hot thing
I will be at your service even if I was your king

dear miss BBW, I love all of your features
wear me out like a year old air force one sneakers
after you tie me up, and while you take control
and allow my foundation of me to touch your sole

Dear miss BBW, I love your thighs
the way they rap around me helps me realize
that real eyes see real things no disguised
and that real lies from society is just bias

dear miss BBW, you are criticize for your size
I don't know why because your fly times pie
and a cake, yes I want mine and to eat it too
so I guess that makes me a outcast according to the world view

Dear miss BBW, I am just a lover
I'm a agent, Ill show you my mission undercover
I left the keys to the cuffs in my pocket in another room
so your hands are not allowed in this ecstasy pursuit

Dear miss BBW, you can call me a pervert
but I was made to love you like the late Gerald Levert
head to feet, bed in sheets, me just eat
no teeth, no grief, Just release and queef

Dear miss BBW, this is not a game
I am not ashamed of this fetish I proclaim
a strong libido that loves your anatomy exclaim
aflame, the birds and the bees until the became

Dear miss BBW, you don't get the attention that you deserve
not another movie of Norbit and I am not a nerd
this is just me showing my approval, and cloth removing
until we make a big splash, so "how you durin!!?"

Dear miss BBW, I recommend you be prepared
Because after I go there, I just might pull your hair
Im not the type to brag, so taken I want you to take in
My ego wont allow me to stop until I see you shaking

dear miss BBW, I am such fiend
I hope pleasure I bring till I make you cling
AA meeting, helps me stay away from wine
but to liquor is to hope to make her wine