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. Continue reading “Poetry”
There are a few things you just should not do. First don’t funk with my heart. Next, do not waste my time. Also, don’t think you will get me easily. Most of all do not forget I am an attention whore. Like yes all eyes on me, I mean there is no one else you will find remotely close to me. You will look high, you will look low. Looking over there, looking everywhere you go. Searching in those dark dark spaces, searching through the countless faces.
