The kind of love making and passion that I desire requires a certain level of connection; a reflection of you and I in eachother, discovering ourselves in one another on one accord.
Knowing how to please your senses to effect your emotions in motion with taking your pain is pleasure in my devotion, feels so good when you hold it open, your third eye that is, looking back while you slapping on my ass like this, swapping spit moaning, grinding with a nasty kiss.
Just touch my clit and feel my pussy burst in tears, holding your dick so tight because you release all my fears inside, steady cumming back to back while you hit it from the side, you turn me over easy and egg on my face with pride I love when our worlds collide and still in the end you’re the one that I confide, wanna wake up to you bedside and ask you again to slide in for another round to get my day started.
I’ve been dreaming about the motivation in your semen gleaming out of my holes, I don’t trust a lot of people so you’re the only man this wet kitty knows.
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