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just friends
I catch hunger in your eyes
My camisole strap slipped
And here we are inside me again
Legs tied in tangles, hair slack
Sweaty strands stuck to our faces
Licking salt off your shoulder
I remember we are "just friends."
I pull my panties over
my still shaking thighs
Our eyes lock; it's time to leave
You look to me for direction
Jeans pulled to your knees,
Do I ask you to stay
Do I push this fragile friendship
Do I want your arms around me
Do I fall asleep wrapped in you
But I stay silent
You don't like me like that
But the funny thing is
Your cock sure does.
My camisole strap slipped
And here we are inside me again
Legs tied in tangles, hair slack
Sweaty strands stuck to our faces
Licking salt off your shoulder
I remember we are "just friends."
I pull my panties over
my still shaking thighs
Our eyes lock; it's time to leave
You look to me for direction
Jeans pulled to your knees,
Do I ask you to stay
Do I push this fragile friendship
Do I want your arms around me
Do I fall asleep wrapped in you
But I stay silent
You don't like me like that
But the funny thing is
Your cock sure does.
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