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Passion on the Rise
Allured by the smell of your passion
My body starts to embrace you
Stimulated with the desire of having you
Makes my skin peek with joy
You touch me, kiss all over me
Fondle my breasts, rub my thighs
And begin your decent to my hidden valley
In this moment my passion rises to its highest peak
Losing myself in your tenderness I bite my lip
As my mouth produces wet kisses delivered
Directly to yours connecting us while
Our foreplay session gets underway
I feel your nature rise from my touch
Gently I begin to stroke you
Bringing you to your knees
I slowly mount you rocking back and forth
You grip my hips and follow my lead
Our bodies glued together we deliver
Erotic passion I call your name and
You call mine I rub your chest kissing
Every inch of you while the heat
We create light the room on fire
We reverse positions and you take control
On my knees is where you place me
Thrusting your manhood deeper inside
I grip the sheets moaning in rhythm and
Begging for more
You push, I receive and we both feel our climax approaching
Nothing feels better than the passion we give to each other
What a magnificent joy it is to experience
Our passion on the rise
*Nevaeh*
My body starts to embrace you
Stimulated with the desire of having you
Makes my skin peek with joy
You touch me, kiss all over me
Fondle my breasts, rub my thighs
And begin your decent to my hidden valley
In this moment my passion rises to its highest peak
Losing myself in your tenderness I bite my lip
As my mouth produces wet kisses delivered
Directly to yours connecting us while
Our foreplay session gets underway
I feel your nature rise from my touch
Gently I begin to stroke you
Bringing you to your knees
I slowly mount you rocking back and forth
You grip my hips and follow my lead
Our bodies glued together we deliver
Erotic passion I call your name and
You call mine I rub your chest kissing
Every inch of you while the heat
We create light the room on fire
We reverse positions and you take control
On my knees is where you place me
Thrusting your manhood deeper inside
I grip the sheets moaning in rhythm and
Begging for more
You push, I receive and we both feel our climax approaching
Nothing feels better than the passion we give to each other
What a magnificent joy it is to experience
Our passion on the rise
*Nevaeh*
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