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Consumed
Consumed
Consumed by the need of you, constantly running through my head, the need to simply ravage you, to have you in my bed
Tear all your clothes off, right down to your finest lace, pin you down by the throat, stare into your face
Let my hands run wild on you, run them roughly across your skin, feel my desires burning, as my needs turns into sin
You pull me close our lips meet, our tongues entwine in a erotic dance, rhythmically moving back and forth, like a Cobras dance
Kiss your neck and bite your skin, your claws run down my spine, consumed by this firey passion, tonight your bodies mine
Your bressts are so inviting, your cleavage closed and tight, I suck hard on your nipples, the left one then the right
You want more than that, you grab me by my head, you slowly guide me lower, as you push me down the bed
There she is my heaven, my shaven treasure trove, always moist and glistening, so straight inside I dove
You legs open nice and wide, your lips are in plain sight, I push my tongue past them, to find your clits my plight
Your soft wet lips draw me in, to lick your bud, my only goal, to give you such pleasure, you'll feel it in your soul
Juices flowing freely, you've cum several times, now you've had your orgasms, its time that I had mine
I slide my cock deep inside, you wrap your legs around my waist, slowly I begin to push, this pleasure can't be rushed in haste
Your hips rise and fall, we just keep a perfect time, I go down as you rise up, the feeling is sublime
You start to cum again, I begin to pick up the pace, I want to cum as you cum, my heart begins to race
Closer forever closer, we are both on our orgasms edge, with a moan and a clasping of hands we fall right off the edge
We are both entwined together, in mind, in soul we're one, our loves fluids start mingle, as we greet the morning Sun
But I'm laying here in darkness alone, crippled in my bed, consumed by the very thought of you, running wildly through my head
Ron
Consumed by the need of you, constantly running through my head, the need to simply ravage you, to have you in my bed
Tear all your clothes off, right down to your finest lace, pin you down by the throat, stare into your face
Let my hands run wild on you, run them roughly across your skin, feel my desires burning, as my needs turns into sin
You pull me close our lips meet, our tongues entwine in a erotic dance, rhythmically moving back and forth, like a Cobras dance
Kiss your neck and bite your skin, your claws run down my spine, consumed by this firey passion, tonight your bodies mine
Your bressts are so inviting, your cleavage closed and tight, I suck hard on your nipples, the left one then the right
You want more than that, you grab me by my head, you slowly guide me lower, as you push me down the bed
There she is my heaven, my shaven treasure trove, always moist and glistening, so straight inside I dove
You legs open nice and wide, your lips are in plain sight, I push my tongue past them, to find your clits my plight
Your soft wet lips draw me in, to lick your bud, my only goal, to give you such pleasure, you'll feel it in your soul
Juices flowing freely, you've cum several times, now you've had your orgasms, its time that I had mine
I slide my cock deep inside, you wrap your legs around my waist, slowly I begin to push, this pleasure can't be rushed in haste
Your hips rise and fall, we just keep a perfect time, I go down as you rise up, the feeling is sublime
You start to cum again, I begin to pick up the pace, I want to cum as you cum, my heart begins to race
Closer forever closer, we are both on our orgasms edge, with a moan and a clasping of hands we fall right off the edge
We are both entwined together, in mind, in soul we're one, our loves fluids start mingle, as we greet the morning Sun
But I'm laying here in darkness alone, crippled in my bed, consumed by the very thought of you, running wildly through my head
Ron
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