and taste you on my tounge.
Your body is a dangerous home that forces me to cum
I cannot hold back this threshold of passion; I have to communicate to you with my seduction.
With every kiss turn lick, thrust turn penetration.
Rough me up and pull my hair and my every moan will turn to bites, every carress turn to fist.
Show me your skill as a lover, show me your passion as an artist.