The Purest Passion

Imagine you and me meeting in a private room and im slowly taking off your clothes while staring into you.

Would you stop me? Would you fight it? Do you like what im enticing? Would you try to play a game or would you let me follow through?

Now im gently kissing on you from your head to your feet then i kiss you on your heart and feel it quicken on its beat.

Would you stop me? Would you fight it? Do you like what im enticing? Would you try to stop this crave or do you feel the same as me?

Im going down only stoping to give a kiss or taste your being, getting closer to my destination, i can feel your body freeze.

(Will he do it?) (Should i let him?) (Oh my god its getting wetter.) Now the licking of my tongue have you weaken in the knees.

You have an orgasm once, twice, the feeling's so amazing that your pulling on my hair and loudly moaning in our haven.

Would you stop me? Would you fight it? Is it nasty? Do you like it?  Have you telling all your friends that through the night i keep you flooding.

Bringing myself up face to face with you, your body start to whine and i can see the look up in your eye and know we're at that time.

Would you stop me? (Would i like it?) I can see that your excited. Its the purest passion that youll ever have. (and its all mine.)

You heart is racing, im penetrating, stopping so you can catch some air. Our bodies become one but the passion only begins right here...