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Sexual Taste
(First one so be nice)
im burning already,
but still want your fire,
he urge to taste your chaos,
is hard to resist.
Lace your words with charm,
pleasing me with your pleasurable harm.
I flow with you as your slave,
overwhelm me with demands.
Overbearing me with the passion I crave.
Make me smile and you will see,
why you cannot pull away from me.
You whisper things in my ear,
oh so softly,
making what I want crystal clear.
Your wet lips urge to meet mine,
our hungry tongues indulge in thier craves,
staring at me with your mysterious provocativve gaze,
we indulge in our craze.
You lips slowly lick me where im tender,
Dripping as Im teisting and turning,
Im yours, I surrender,
Tightening and moaning,
urging for more,
You always knew how to poke my lustful tempations,
making me feel this good,
free of complications.
Our demons are greatful,
for their undugles were plentiful.
harder and Harder I scream,
I get the shivers,
making my body slippery and wet.
I moan with ectasy,
as I feel you pause deep inside of me.
Urging you not to quit,
I cry out your name,
while crying in bliss.
A strong fire so immense,
caused my erotic senses to rise,
because there is no love,
that can compare to your sexual taste.
im burning already,
but still want your fire,
he urge to taste your chaos,
is hard to resist.
Lace your words with charm,
pleasing me with your pleasurable harm.
I flow with you as your slave,
overwhelm me with demands.
Overbearing me with the passion I crave.
Make me smile and you will see,
why you cannot pull away from me.
You whisper things in my ear,
oh so softly,
making what I want crystal clear.
Your wet lips urge to meet mine,
our hungry tongues indulge in thier craves,
staring at me with your mysterious provocativve gaze,
we indulge in our craze.
You lips slowly lick me where im tender,
Dripping as Im teisting and turning,
Im yours, I surrender,
Tightening and moaning,
urging for more,
You always knew how to poke my lustful tempations,
making me feel this good,
free of complications.
Our demons are greatful,
for their undugles were plentiful.
harder and Harder I scream,
I get the shivers,
making my body slippery and wet.
I moan with ectasy,
as I feel you pause deep inside of me.
Urging you not to quit,
I cry out your name,
while crying in bliss.
A strong fire so immense,
caused my erotic senses to rise,
because there is no love,
that can compare to your sexual taste.
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