Concupiscence
Lean in a bit more, my dearTaste my lips, may I taste yoursThe sigh of pleasure, I long to feelAgainst my neck, the bruise of desireIt can not wait, pull you into my lapHand on your hip, etimesgut escort guide you into a rhythmThe heat, the dew of your desireSlick against my eryaman escort thigh, suddenly I want moreHow are our clothes still on?Reach into my shirt, sincan escort free my breasts from their confinementYour lips so sweet, sucking at the peaked nipple once hidden beneathKiss me again, taste a fleeting taste of my own skinDesire races through my body, I need you now more than everYou’d think this would pass, I want you againTime after time, don’t let me go.This feeling I feel, what could it beI want it all, promises I’ve never madeCould it be, you are meant for me?
