Movement of
the mind has a tendency to linger thoughts of great expectations met
We strive
to make the knowledge volt of experiences to reach a new plateau
My thoughts
of you have not only made me a prince of my wants
But a king
of my needs
I have
wanted to caress inner part of your thighs to show appreciation
And yet I
lust for your approval of things I would like to do to you
Pressure
has gotten to me that I tend to drool at the very thought of making you cry for
joy
Pinching
nope squeezing those that rear end which fits adequately in my hand of pleasure
My lustful
eyes would not only like too
But love
too eye hop you with and without the restriction of man-made materials
Popping
your cherry will be a journey worth reenacting on several occasions
Without
that weird voice hindering me from giving and receiving that exotic pleasures
pecks
Allow me to
make you squirm and feel me inside you
Lather your
being with warmth from my own undying pleasure repository
Visit your
lips with lovely visitors that will leave a trail of butterflies down your
spine
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