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Show me your hands
I have to say I am bi
to love a women or a guy
both could steal my heart
or even make me cry

Men who are firm and forceful
women who are calm and peaceful
either one would make me cum
and cum a cupful

I could say it was their lips
for the girls lovely hips
maybe for the guys
their luscious tips

to say it was their eyes
these would not be lies
whether they where brown
or color of the skies

no for me it is the hand
not how tall or short they stand
tall men are great but
Something about a hand 

be it woman or a male
long, dark or pale 
could be strong or weak
even with a painted nail

fingers thick and blunt 
feel snazzy in my cunt
always on the lookout
I'm always on the hunt

poke and prod at my quim
everybody needs some trim
whether your name is
Bob, Tom, Dick or Kim

I love men's, young or old
preferably strong and bold
well weathered okay
But never cold

Female hands equally as nice
I like sugar with a little spice
bring me to the edge
not once but twice

fingers painted like a pearl
find their way to pubic curl
oh how I love to be
in the hands of that girl

grab you tight at the waist
then work with feverish hast
make you cum and
and then a taste

slight fingers quick and nimble
push and push till you tremble
mighty mighty clit
as big as a frickin thimble

dainty fingers work that spot
holy shit, it gets me hot
makes me want more
by more I mean A LOT

close those fingers in a fist
pump and pump give a twist
bring my fingers down
they are there to assist

I like to ride a tongue or cock
but on a fist I like to rock
back and forth
up and down- around the clock

reach up grab my tits
twist my perky bits
hands are never tired
they rarely call it quits

big hands around my breasts
few have seen larger chests
on my ample bosom
bring your hands to lay and rest

they make female hands small and slight
don't be afraid grip them tight
I am ready to cum
I think I just might

push that fist, turn a nipple
not hard really simple
increase the pressure
make it triple

here I cum like a river
rolling fast with a shiver
cumming hard
lips will quiver

touch my face, kiss my cheeks
tears run like tiny leaks
I let out moans and cries
 and make little squeaks

now I do not mean to obsess
but when these hands start to caress
they bring me right back
-I think I'm a mess

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