Sunday, December 13, 2009

Making Love

Your hands, my hands.
Your breath, my breath.
Your tongue, my tongue.
Touching me while I taste you.
Scratching my back while I'm inside you.
Come into me.
Feel me.
While I feel your body under mine.
Grind with me.
We're taking this too slow, baby.
Up against the wall.
Flesh pressed together.
Your tongue exploring my mouth.
Nah, turn the stereo down, I wanna hear you scream.
Tell me how much you like it when my tongue explores your clit.
Moaning my name.
I love you.
I love your body.
Your neck, your breasts.
I need you.
I crave you.
And the way we make love.

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