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Ride
In the heat of the night, our passions ignite,
Your lips wrapped around me, pulling me tight.
Riding the edge, where pleasure and thrill meet,
Our rhythm syncs as you take me deep.
You suck on my lip, a tease so sweet,
Fingers dance on your clit, a tantalizing beat.
Perfectly matched, we're lost in this bliss,
Hands on your hips, you move with a twist.
As you buck, I dip, a flawless embrace,
In this moment, we're lost, no time, no space.
Together we fit, like a lock to a key,
In your touch, I find ecstasy.
Your lips wrapped around me, pulling me tight.
Riding the edge, where pleasure and thrill meet,
Our rhythm syncs as you take me deep.
You suck on my lip, a tease so sweet,
Fingers dance on your clit, a tantalizing beat.
Perfectly matched, we're lost in this bliss,
Hands on your hips, you move with a twist.
As you buck, I dip, a flawless embrace,
In this moment, we're lost, no time, no space.
Together we fit, like a lock to a key,
In your touch, I find ecstasy.
Published 26th Sep 2024
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26th Sep 2024 6:19am
Could visualise the lovemaking rhythm in verse three:
As you buck, I dip, a flawless embrace,
In this moment, we're lost, no time, no space.
Together we fit, like a lock to a key,
In your touch, I find ecstasy.
As you buck, I dip, a flawless embrace,
In this moment, we're lost, no time, no space.
Together we fit, like a lock to a key,
In your touch, I find ecstasy.
