Passion of the Lucario

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Felling the wind flow through my hair

As I sit here, thinking of there,

With my love, so beautiful so fair,

My sweet lucario, giving a stare.

Lucario, how he loves me so,

I feel as though I let my thoughts flow,

I asked him nicely not to go,

But he must for it is cold

He runs back, jacket in paw,

Like he was trying to take my hand

Though I knew it's against the law,

But I knew in my heart, I'm his man.

He gave me a kiss, so supple and sweet,

For a long while, I felt the heat,

Of passion never once felt before,

But now I know, he was trying to score

He bent me over, again so sweet,

His passion and lust began to heat,

And what he did was such a feat,

When he shoved my ass, onto his meat.

The heat I felt as he pumped hard,

Man I wished he lubed with lard,

For the feel of his passion and lust,

Made me feel like I was to bust.

When he came after such a passion,

I was relieved, but for a short time,

He did that like it was going out of fashion,

I wanted more, so I began to whine.

He didn't even move or even muster,

Not so much as even a mutter,

But then a voice said, what are you doing Buster,

Then I realized, it was my mother.

To Be Continued ?



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