Powerful Pump Poem by James McLain

Naturally, it was connected to the powerful pump.
The milk from the gibbous chest it should connect,
that after being out, and of the woman,
cravings already dripping to the place where it starts squeezing,
when it is large directly, it is deeply inserted in the moon
and which is shaved anew you ask that it is agreeable!
Most being afraid to speak of thinking thoughts.
He can be operated by the user of the small remote control
where such it is there it is it is possible for the cat to change.
The strength of the thing which oohhhh how it groans!
The pump is connected, operates, when the woman desires,
when she is wide leaving grass stains, grasps
and her monds in order to permit proper entry.
Enormous vibrator calmly in her stretching ring mind.
She hits against the switch
and enormous humor starts working,
when it is the majority,
usually in the rod just several times for her first milking
the cat which by all her now is foreseen.
It has been troubled! It is caught!
Naturally, in business the way in addition to matters,
so in the milk which is four percent of type,
creates business and he excitement
which most milked a certain excess, is added,
one among those privileged of absorption.
Good morning America, good morning pump.
Good morning sweetheart.
She is the woman who is created is large!
When it goes, it did not differ!