So instead of writing out a whole little story I decided to write a little bit of poetry.

You got me tripping you got me falling all over the place,

all I have to do is take one look at your face.

When I look into your eyes, I get so lost so hypnotized.

When I feel your arms wrapped around me so tight,

I feel safe I feel warm through out the whole night.

Every time your lips begin to touch my skin, I lose every piece of clothing I was just in.

You make me tremble, you make me weak. You got me over here barely able to speak.

Your cock gets harder with every lick, I am so happy your the one I got to pick.

Make me moan make me shout, so the whole place knows what its about.

Moving fast then moving slow, go harder and harder don’t let go.

Switch positions make sure there is none we’re missing.

Go in deep or just the tip, bend me over and grab  my hips.

Use all your force, move to the floor. I want you to make me your dirty little whore.

Don’t stop please don’t go, I want you more, more than you know. This poetry still has more to be said.

I can’t seem to get you out of my head, still it is early haven’t even gotten out of bed.

All the clothes are still thrown across the room, the smell of us sticks and looms.

Feeling you once again, your fingers moving over my body so then we begin.

It doesn’t take long till things are hot and we are sweaty.

I ripped your clothes with my teeth and turned them into confetti.

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