across this table
And my mind gets walking, watching the way you go.
Truth is my hearts in the seat of my pickup halfway home.
If your thinking bout what I'm thinking bout
We could leave right now, put the tip on the time and go.
Keys cross my front porch, knock down my...
My lips on yours, as my hands caressed your body...the heat of my naked skin rubbing against you as you ached for me. The feeling of me in your hands as I traced your body with my tongue...my fingers playing...your mind slipping away as I slip deep inside.
tingle and tease my tastebuds as I kiss slowly up your thigh, lapping at your swollen c**t. Hogtied with vim soaked sheets
The taste of sex,the heavy scent of ****. The sounds of breathless passion, the sight of my straining c**k, plunging into open c**t and the feel of skin...
Doesn't matter what led us here, who we are what we do.
What does matter is this moment, in this blank hotel room of dark paradise.
Checking in as the Smiths, the elevator trundles to our floor and spills us out, with a feverish will, leaving us behind with a knowing ping...
The slow strumming of tongues, melting into one sensuous melody.
You don't mind that I just came from down there,
then softly, passionately kiss your lips to give back to you the sweetness you have given to me.
Your curious what it's like
why I spend so much time down there...
Forcing ourselves together, grinding with sweat and pulsating bodies.
Our bodies ripping and slamming, like two pieces of metal crushing anything that gets in our way.
The gasp that echoes through our room, seems to mimic the thrust of my body into yours. With...