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Toying Around
Imagine:
Feeling a wonderful sensation building,
That sultry moistness, that rising heat,
That arousal between your thighs,
That makes you wiggle in your seat.
Imagine:
Being intoxicated with desire,
As you take me home with you,
You are buzzing with excitement,
As we head to your bedroom.
Imagine:
You are floating above your bed,
As your clothes slowly disappear,
You surrender completely to me,
Lost in an indulgent atmosphere.
Imagine:
That you touch yourself,
Moan, then cup your breasts,
You ease me inside slowly,
Gasping with shallow breaths.
Imagine:
As I penetrate deep into you,
Your darkest secrets you employ,
But this is just pure fantasy,
And I’m just a plastic toy.
Feeling a wonderful sensation building,
That sultry moistness, that rising heat,
That arousal between your thighs,
That makes you wiggle in your seat.
Imagine:
Being intoxicated with desire,
As you take me home with you,
You are buzzing with excitement,
As we head to your bedroom.
Imagine:
You are floating above your bed,
As your clothes slowly disappear,
You surrender completely to me,
Lost in an indulgent atmosphere.
Imagine:
That you touch yourself,
Moan, then cup your breasts,
You ease me inside slowly,
Gasping with shallow breaths.
Imagine:
As I penetrate deep into you,
Your darkest secrets you employ,
But this is just pure fantasy,
And I’m just a plastic toy.
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