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Against The Wall
I
need you to take me
by force...at least
ACT like I dont have a choice
come on baby...lets roll play today
Tickle my fancy until I get moist
I
need you to wrap your fingers around my locks
and pull my head close to you..then whisper
in my ear all the things you wanna do to me
Thats right...remember when I asked you
If you trust me...
Yes ...just ....like...that
Now I feel the cool of the kitchen wall against my back
as you have one arm twisted behind me
as your member grows...and you moan ever so slightly
I whisper back into your ear...
Yes baby...now bite me....
as your tongue burns a heated trail
down the inclave of my breast then as your tongue
suckles then rest...I feel the passion
begin to crest...as somehow against the wall we undress
and mesh into ....
Two Lovers against the wall
bearing it all
screaming aloud until we collapse and fall
under the heated pressure of lust on tap
till I am vulnerable and spent...
in a heap on your lap
Now as we slowly rise and walk down the hall
I will put a picture frame baring your name
In the spot that got hot...
Against The Wall
need you to take me
by force...at least
ACT like I dont have a choice
come on baby...lets roll play today
Tickle my fancy until I get moist
I
need you to wrap your fingers around my locks
and pull my head close to you..then whisper
in my ear all the things you wanna do to me
Thats right...remember when I asked you
If you trust me...
Yes ...just ....like...that
Now I feel the cool of the kitchen wall against my back
as you have one arm twisted behind me
as your member grows...and you moan ever so slightly
I whisper back into your ear...
Yes baby...now bite me....
as your tongue burns a heated trail
down the inclave of my breast then as your tongue
suckles then rest...I feel the passion
begin to crest...as somehow against the wall we undress
and mesh into ....
Two Lovers against the wall
bearing it all
screaming aloud until we collapse and fall
under the heated pressure of lust on tap
till I am vulnerable and spent...
in a heap on your lap
Now as we slowly rise and walk down the hall
I will put a picture frame baring your name
In the spot that got hot...
Against The Wall
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