Liven Raw
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Place your hand upon my eyes
And surprise..
Whisper with erotic wise
And I’ll rise…
Kiss these lips that sometimes lie
To stop your cries…
Slowly I’ll fill you with my size
And stroke with all my tries
Stretch wide your legs so ply
Release that beast and fly
We’ll soar that high so high
You’re soaked no longer dry
You cry a pleasant sigh
Then southbound tastes your thigh
Lap wet where pleasures hide
Move right, left, side to side
Your nude behind I’ll ride
rhythmic erotic dance
a dirtier dance we two will prance
more highs come not by chance
as faster you ride my lance
as clouds form ‘bove your head
eyes shut, face flush, cheeks red
a breath deep you inhale
rough waters splash composure fails
out comes a breath well formed
it’s loud no quiet storm..
the glass of wine it breaks
its clear this storms not faked
its heard a deafening shriek
rambunctious! Not close to weak
there's bangs upon my door
broom handles taps upon my floor
shells break upon the shore
you scream “fuck them!! I want one more”!!
then deeper do I dive
for intensity so damn alive…
we pump like pistons do
to create another one for you
I shift upon my knees
For leverage
to turn you on with keys
then lift you on my lap
so loud ,wet bodies clap
it’s here!! You growl and bite
my shoulders as our strokes do fight
you wrestle to get away
I grab your ass to make you stay
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