
Honey sliding down
from my rosy lips
to the milky white neck.
Lick my skin
And you’d know the taste of silk.

Honey sliding down
from my rosy lips
to the milky white neck.
Lick my skin
And you’d know the taste of silk.

The sounds of kissing
And the couple panting.
I turn from the screen
as you grab my hand.
You lean in to me
and my mouth runs dry.
We try to keep it quiet
But we knew we wouldn’t last.
Sneaking out the room
you push me to the wall.
Your hands are in my hair
hips grinding me to the wall.
In the haze of lust,
you bit my lip
pretty hard.

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