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cloud nine
The intoxicating brew
of her juices and smells
Amplifies my inner most urge,
My fingers explore her
tempting contours.
I fondle her two inviting blossoms.
Sensational rush,
our body quivers
Tonight the world is ours.
The flow of sensation
sparks like an electric wire
The cold weather seems to us like a burning fire.
I asked, can i feel?
She said, 'where?
I said there,
she said, i will squeal
I said, let me feel..
Evetually, she let me in..
But through her back
door,
I forced open with my massive weapon of pleasure,
in search of her precious treasure.
So firm and protective
Searching her out,
in a rapid manner.
She let me explore the four walls of her
'rose wet cave'
I wanderd through her
'rose wet cave.
Until i found myself in cloud nine.
of her juices and smells
Amplifies my inner most urge,
My fingers explore her
tempting contours.
I fondle her two inviting blossoms.
Sensational rush,
our body quivers
Tonight the world is ours.
The flow of sensation
sparks like an electric wire
The cold weather seems to us like a burning fire.
I asked, can i feel?
She said, 'where?
I said there,
she said, i will squeal
I said, let me feel..
Evetually, she let me in..
But through her back
door,
I forced open with my massive weapon of pleasure,
in search of her precious treasure.
So firm and protective
Searching her out,
in a rapid manner.
She let me explore the four walls of her
'rose wet cave'
I wanderd through her
'rose wet cave.
Until i found myself in cloud nine.
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