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From Paris To Berlin With Sleazy Bass
Please Play Song As You Read….
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zgurcTTsIv0&pp=ygUURnJvbSBwYXJpcyB0byBiZXJsaW4%3D
From Paris to Berlin
and every disco I get in
my heart is pounding for love
pounding for love
and when I’m thinking of you
and all the things we could do
My heart is pounding for love
The bass is pounding as we
ready for d-day and I know
a guy who know’s a guy
we were able to sneak into the DJ Booth
all glass panelled glitz and a view of the throng
of people overcome with the boom of speakers
and a song from my past
comes on
and you are the fucking stars
and the moon
that wild animals pray to
and I’m punch drunk on a desire I didn’t
know could exist
in a place and time it shouldn’t
we become the strobe
a flash of your lips
my hands here
your teeth there
a fumbled belt
panties
hastily torn to the side
and I’m in the throes of a pounding
love that I’d been longing for since I left
and we left
and I’ve always wondered what we could do
and you steal that next thought
by pushing back
demanding harder
urging
eager and wanting
a flash of light and your tits are in my hands
as thousands of fans
worship the sky
with glow sticks and screaming
I turn your head so we can kiss
before I smash into your pussy
pounding for love
and now I know how you feel
it’s a coronary thrombosis with a
cerebral infarction
because I was longing for you
fuck
it’s hot
the lights dizzying and you’re
intoxicating
a meth-binge with ecstasy chaser
I thirst for your come
lights flash again
the heathens below heaving and jumping
in-time to the rhythm I hammer into your
sopping pussy
you trickle over my balls
the way sweat streaks the shirtless
guys ripped beach body
the way it drenches the chick
with perky tits
her aching nipples
scrape against a white shirt
and the way you scrape away
layers of sanity
and safety
I can’t even hear your breathing
the bass thrums so hard it vibrates
through my balls
every ripple
rattles through us
your mouth agape
eyes staring into nothing
your heaving cunt
grip my cock
with running waves
ripples on ripples
and the music stops
light blaring
us highlighted in stark bright contrast
as the horde
screams
“MY HEART IS POUNDING FOR LOVE”
I erupt spasm after spasm
pumping every last blast of come in my body
into yours
and the strobe light kick in again
the crowd cheering our last
gasp
the music almost too much as
I slip from
your lips
and you trickle off of my cock
onto the floor
the flush of orgasm and adrenaline
alight in your cheeks
your shocked laughter
a stark relief
to the end of the world
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zgurcTTsIv0&pp=ygUURnJvbSBwYXJpcyB0byBiZXJsaW4%3D
From Paris to Berlin
and every disco I get in
my heart is pounding for love
pounding for love
and when I’m thinking of you
and all the things we could do
My heart is pounding for love
The bass is pounding as we
ready for d-day and I know
a guy who know’s a guy
we were able to sneak into the DJ Booth
all glass panelled glitz and a view of the throng
of people overcome with the boom of speakers
and a song from my past
comes on
and you are the fucking stars
and the moon
that wild animals pray to
and I’m punch drunk on a desire I didn’t
know could exist
in a place and time it shouldn’t
we become the strobe
a flash of your lips
my hands here
your teeth there
a fumbled belt
panties
hastily torn to the side
and I’m in the throes of a pounding
love that I’d been longing for since I left
and we left
and I’ve always wondered what we could do
and you steal that next thought
by pushing back
demanding harder
urging
eager and wanting
a flash of light and your tits are in my hands
as thousands of fans
worship the sky
with glow sticks and screaming
I turn your head so we can kiss
before I smash into your pussy
pounding for love
and now I know how you feel
it’s a coronary thrombosis with a
cerebral infarction
because I was longing for you
fuck
it’s hot
the lights dizzying and you’re
intoxicating
a meth-binge with ecstasy chaser
I thirst for your come
lights flash again
the heathens below heaving and jumping
in-time to the rhythm I hammer into your
sopping pussy
you trickle over my balls
the way sweat streaks the shirtless
guys ripped beach body
the way it drenches the chick
with perky tits
her aching nipples
scrape against a white shirt
and the way you scrape away
layers of sanity
and safety
I can’t even hear your breathing
the bass thrums so hard it vibrates
through my balls
every ripple
rattles through us
your mouth agape
eyes staring into nothing
your heaving cunt
grip my cock
with running waves
ripples on ripples
and the music stops
light blaring
us highlighted in stark bright contrast
as the horde
screams
“MY HEART IS POUNDING FOR LOVE”
I erupt spasm after spasm
pumping every last blast of come in my body
into yours
and the strobe light kick in again
the crowd cheering our last
gasp
the music almost too much as
I slip from
your lips
and you trickle off of my cock
onto the floor
the flush of orgasm and adrenaline
alight in your cheeks
your shocked laughter
a stark relief
to the end of the world
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