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Can't Have Enough Of You
Minutes stretch to hours
Hours stretch to days
Just me and you in this erotic game
Stopping and starting all over again
My boy goes soft and weak
Soon as I touch you again its stiff
What is it it really seeks
In this warm pot of pleasure
Probing down deep
Thrusting like its never been there before
Every position I can remember explored
Still I can't get enough
Your animal magnetism keeps me spell bound
I miss you the moment I turn away from you
You're so tempting without your clothes on
Indeed you're truly a weapon
Your breast stares furiously at me
I fondle and suck like my life depends on them
Every action repeated in this vicious circle of sin
From dusk till late in the A.M
Your cobra-like eyes and the hypnosis
Your well carved hips and my psychosis
How can I ever boast of sanity
When the most sexy figure I've ever seen is lying naked next to me
Its taking longer to get erect now
But once its up there's no going down
I let you take charge with my back down
While on my pole you jump up and down
Stretch my hands and reach for your boobs
Right now I have them stable in my hands
Motionless they stay as you do your calisthenics
Rolling and winding like a ballad dancer
My manly ego crave for control
Rolling on positions are swerved
I hit faster as the moaning increase
My canal desires far from starved
Picture us in profused perspiration
Confusedly aspiring for what we've already have
I'm through for now but again slowly the urges brew
What I'm I to do I just can't have enough of you
Hours stretch to days
Just me and you in this erotic game
Stopping and starting all over again
My boy goes soft and weak
Soon as I touch you again its stiff
What is it it really seeks
In this warm pot of pleasure
Probing down deep
Thrusting like its never been there before
Every position I can remember explored
Still I can't get enough
Your animal magnetism keeps me spell bound
I miss you the moment I turn away from you
You're so tempting without your clothes on
Indeed you're truly a weapon
Your breast stares furiously at me
I fondle and suck like my life depends on them
Every action repeated in this vicious circle of sin
From dusk till late in the A.M
Your cobra-like eyes and the hypnosis
Your well carved hips and my psychosis
How can I ever boast of sanity
When the most sexy figure I've ever seen is lying naked next to me
Its taking longer to get erect now
But once its up there's no going down
I let you take charge with my back down
While on my pole you jump up and down
Stretch my hands and reach for your boobs
Right now I have them stable in my hands
Motionless they stay as you do your calisthenics
Rolling and winding like a ballad dancer
My manly ego crave for control
Rolling on positions are swerved
I hit faster as the moaning increase
My canal desires far from starved
Picture us in profused perspiration
Confusedly aspiring for what we've already have
I'm through for now but again slowly the urges brew
What I'm I to do I just can't have enough of you
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