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Studio 54 🔆 -rant P1-
Your voice
Your body
Your existence is a Sin
Your dark chocolate scent lingers on my body
Your whisperes *take it* *don't run* still in my head
Your grasp still felt on my inner thighs
You make me drip
When your watching me from the other side of the room
Those same eyes look into mine
As strokes get deeper
Breathes get heavier
And things get intense
You make me drip
Your body
Your existence is a Sin
Your dark chocolate scent lingers on my body
Your whisperes *take it* *don't run* still in my head
Your grasp still felt on my inner thighs
You make me drip
When your watching me from the other side of the room
Those same eyes look into mine
As strokes get deeper
Breathes get heavier
And things get intense
You make me drip
Published 22nd Jan 2016
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