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Defined By The Moments of Time
Mm…well now… we’re all alone
Shh…just allow passion to take us where your palms may secretly roam
Can you drop those pants, briefs, my handsome secret lover
This babe would like you to engage her needs, yearns, wants, under a slew of silk covers
Wait… the honey goes all over me
Not unless you permit me to pour the warm current all over your feet
My fetish…shh… what a sweet taste of Heaven for you to feel, the tip of my tongue tickling, stroking between your toes
Your eyes slowly close
Up your hairy inner thigh my tongue slowly patrols…
Squeezing your balls… which I do believe, needs to be tenderly consoled
Twin sacs I’m gently lifting, my soft teasing tongue all over your skin, drifting
Inhaling your aroma…pinching my nipples
The scent of your intoxicating being weakening me, I’m bedazzled by your fervent needs
Let me take the core of your spirit, your mind, over the edge within a sphere of a fantasized dominion
Wicked passion we feel, hot desires we submit unto… ecstasy engaged, the surrendering of its oblivion
My emotions, the spillage of my fountain drowning as you’re deep inside of me, fusing together awaiting for you to set my soul free
Taking me over the edge as you’re pleasing, pushing inside my sunken treasured needs
The raging current of undulated passion, wearing your scent all over me like it’s a trending fashion
I am the reality of your root Chakra, as you bow unto my sacred benedictions
Fusing our souls, you speaking to my intellectual contradictions
Enlisting your grunts, yours groans
Mm... just to hear you begging for my touch, setting it as my ring tone
I love when you give me full control of your muscular physique
Your hardness, my mouth quietly seeks
Hum… am I making you hot with my naughty talk, processing you in the space of time
In the realm of Nirvana's promise, you will be all mine
Vows, oaths, shall be the canvass of our whispers as it solely defines
Shh…just allow passion to take us where your palms may secretly roam
Can you drop those pants, briefs, my handsome secret lover
This babe would like you to engage her needs, yearns, wants, under a slew of silk covers
Wait… the honey goes all over me
Not unless you permit me to pour the warm current all over your feet
My fetish…shh… what a sweet taste of Heaven for you to feel, the tip of my tongue tickling, stroking between your toes
Your eyes slowly close
Up your hairy inner thigh my tongue slowly patrols…
Squeezing your balls… which I do believe, needs to be tenderly consoled
Twin sacs I’m gently lifting, my soft teasing tongue all over your skin, drifting
Inhaling your aroma…pinching my nipples
The scent of your intoxicating being weakening me, I’m bedazzled by your fervent needs
Let me take the core of your spirit, your mind, over the edge within a sphere of a fantasized dominion
Wicked passion we feel, hot desires we submit unto… ecstasy engaged, the surrendering of its oblivion
My emotions, the spillage of my fountain drowning as you’re deep inside of me, fusing together awaiting for you to set my soul free
Taking me over the edge as you’re pleasing, pushing inside my sunken treasured needs
The raging current of undulated passion, wearing your scent all over me like it’s a trending fashion
I am the reality of your root Chakra, as you bow unto my sacred benedictions
Fusing our souls, you speaking to my intellectual contradictions
Enlisting your grunts, yours groans
Mm... just to hear you begging for my touch, setting it as my ring tone
I love when you give me full control of your muscular physique
Your hardness, my mouth quietly seeks
Hum… am I making you hot with my naughty talk, processing you in the space of time
In the realm of Nirvana's promise, you will be all mine
Vows, oaths, shall be the canvass of our whispers as it solely defines
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