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I WANT U

 
I want you to take over
Make me ache and wail
Until my pussy calls out your name
Want to feel the weight of your body
On top of mine
Want to feel all of you
So deep it feels like
It’s in my stomach
Let’s re write the karma Sutra
Make up new positions
Shake the whole house
Wake up the neighbours with my screams
And your moans
Make the headboard bang on the wall so hard
It feels like we are going to enter the next house
Make the neighbours too embarrassed to look us in the
Eyes the next morning
Let her lie awake listening to what she is missing
And make her man so embarrassed he ups his game
Let’s get done for noise pollution
Use so much energy we drench the sheets
With our sweat and juices
Make the bedroom so hot
The walls drip from the steam
From our body heat
And the windows mist up
Make it so I can’t even hear your name
Without getting moist
And every time I hear your voice
I pulsate below
I want to suck you so deep you hit
The back of my throat
I want to taste your warm offering
Swallow it like medicine
Make me breathless from you touch
Cancel out those that came before you
Lose my mind
Like this is my first time
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