Lips meeting for the first time, tongues twining tastes so divine.
Breath mixing shallow and fast, not sure how long we will last.
Hands drifting up your chest, are you the one to pass my test?
Turn me around and grip tight my hair, bending me over the desk or chair.
Lift my skirt and slap my ass, I am ecstatically waiting what will come to pass.
March 5, 2013
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