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Shock therapy
I want you with no make up on and hair down.
Can you feel this electricity as we let your hair be the wire to the ground.
My hands will be the positive and we'll let your moans measure the voltage I give.
Spread yours legs and let me take my tongue across your circuit breaker.
I know what it takes to make your body shake like a live wire.
I have been looking for a spark, so baby make me your Tony Starks.
When your lips press against my skin, I Marvel at how you make me hard.
You have those bedroom eyes, thick thighs, and velvet skin, I love the way they all assemble.
Your juices dripping down your ass look like trouble, baby let me be your avenger and lick them up girl fuck subtle.
I got an eye for your pleasure, it's just another task to master.
Let's turn this the bed into a disaster, we'll clean up the math after.
I'll suck on the lips you conceal with your panties.
It turns me on how you act like my touch necessary.
When I slide it in its like a shock therapy and I can feel your waves.
There is no structure to the love we make, so there is no logic to how our energies behave.
Can you feel this electricity as we let your hair be the wire to the ground.
My hands will be the positive and we'll let your moans measure the voltage I give.
Spread yours legs and let me take my tongue across your circuit breaker.
I know what it takes to make your body shake like a live wire.
I have been looking for a spark, so baby make me your Tony Starks.
When your lips press against my skin, I Marvel at how you make me hard.
You have those bedroom eyes, thick thighs, and velvet skin, I love the way they all assemble.
Your juices dripping down your ass look like trouble, baby let me be your avenger and lick them up girl fuck subtle.
I got an eye for your pleasure, it's just another task to master.
Let's turn this the bed into a disaster, we'll clean up the math after.
I'll suck on the lips you conceal with your panties.
It turns me on how you act like my touch necessary.
When I slide it in its like a shock therapy and I can feel your waves.
There is no structure to the love we make, so there is no logic to how our energies behave.
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