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Our carnal need
Our carnal need
Blended as one together it's impossible to tell who is who, limbs all entangled, I don't know what part is me or you
Wrapped up together we use our bedsheets like a canvas on which we create such art, when this night is over I'm not sure how we'd pull apart
With my arms around you, our fingers entwined in such passions knot, both giving each other our all, not afraid to give each other everything we've got
Tongue clashing in a erotic war, our hands covering every inch of heated skin, your legs spread wide apart, so I can slide within
Heartbeats pounding in perfect symmetry, in this moment we are one, a blend of fire and excitement, racing to the moment that we cum
Bite marks on our flesh, your fresh claw marks raked across my skin, passion has taken over love, we are lost inside our sin
Then you soak my throbbing manhood, I fill you with my creamy seed, we turn back into gentle lovers, now we've fed our carnal need
Ron
Blended as one together it's impossible to tell who is who, limbs all entangled, I don't know what part is me or you
Wrapped up together we use our bedsheets like a canvas on which we create such art, when this night is over I'm not sure how we'd pull apart
With my arms around you, our fingers entwined in such passions knot, both giving each other our all, not afraid to give each other everything we've got
Tongue clashing in a erotic war, our hands covering every inch of heated skin, your legs spread wide apart, so I can slide within
Heartbeats pounding in perfect symmetry, in this moment we are one, a blend of fire and excitement, racing to the moment that we cum
Bite marks on our flesh, your fresh claw marks raked across my skin, passion has taken over love, we are lost inside our sin
Then you soak my throbbing manhood, I fill you with my creamy seed, we turn back into gentle lovers, now we've fed our carnal need
Ron
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