Whisper to me
what you are thinking
No, wait, I already know
from your glance
My thoughts are racing,
lead on by your touch
To the ending
we both know that we want
As you sit
on top of me
head back long hair flowing
I feel the fire
when you put me inside you
Riding slowly,
taking all of me
with each thrust
Riding slowly,
Riding Slowly
Riding Slowly
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