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Come.......

Come...
Climb these walls of honey
Under silk Crimson sheets
Your tongue caressing my thighs
My heartbeat
Racing
Pacing
I...
Can
Barely...speak

Vapors of our love
Fill the entire room
Our essence
Physical connection
Ecstasy greet us soon

Spine ting...ling
Our bodies
Co-Ming...ling

Sensual is your caress
You gently fondle and taste
The sweetness from my breast
The wetness of my temple
Patiently waiting for you

While....
You dip your fingers
In moonlight desire
Massage the tenderness of these moist lips
Guide them to that hidden place
Bend down slowly
Take a sip

I’ll scream for more
And moan your name
Oooooh calling gently
You’ll do the same

Caressing your masculinity
Slowly rubbing
Up………….
Down……………
Round………..
And
Round

Images of you
Gently entering my shrine
Our beings and spirits becoming one
We’ll travel the cosmic universe
This spiritual rapture has just begun

Come
Enter my temple
I can’t wait anymore
Fill my effervescent desire
Please come quickly.…….
To satiate
This sensual delicate erotic fire

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