Black Curves
Your going to love every curve of my body every shape of my thigh. I'm thick I'm
blessed you'd love to caress this queen of desire though I'm sick and tired of the
stress. How should I react to the world around me " Ay shawty let me grind". Peak
into my mind and know that I carry the pain of love in my breast but still I digress
and push on. And to talk about move on you'll soon know of the black curves,
swerves, dips, and turns I have up and down, left to right, side to side, and night
tonight I'm going to make some noise for my superior black, white, hispanic
mamasita's or little mama's that have that god given thickness they try to get rid
of don't put a lid on your body let it show let them know how beatiful your creator
made you.
Black curves
Back curves
Up curves
Front curves
Wouldn't you like to have some of my curves.
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