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Styles Jan 24
Don’t make a sound, let’s keep it tight,
Going for another round deep in the night.
No stopping now, we’re caught in the flow,
Starting at the bottom, then up we go.

Now she’s on top, like she’s thought of it all,
Commanding the rhythm, answering the call.
Our bodies grind, a primal beat,
Hearts racing fast, locked in the heat.

She rides me hard, no slowing pace,
Pushing me deeper in this endless race.
We **** through the breaks, no stopping, no running,
Her body ignites like she’s truly becoming.

Until she lets go, her essence released,
Her cries a crescendo, the passion increased.
Her ***** running, a flood so pure,
A fever of pleasure, nothing demure.

Round after round, no end in sight,
Two souls entwined in the depth of the night.
Every motion, every ****** so profound,
We’re lost in this dance, until we’re both drowned.
Styles Jan 24
Eyes closed, lying here alone,
Staring in silence, clutching my phone.
Wondering if it's you on the other end,
Calling to claim me, lover or friend.

The thought lingers, igniting my core,
What it would be like to crave you more.
To feel your hands, your lips, your heat,
To shatter restraint as our worlds meet.

Dreams of you become my truth,
Each week you strip away guarded youth.
You penetrate my being, body and mind,
Your words and touch, perfectly aligned.

I imagine your voice, deep and low,
Whispering secrets only I know.
Your touch on my skin, soft then rough,
******* me mentally, never enough.

******* soaked, clinging tight to me,
Proof of the fire you set me free.
Fumbling for words I can't quite say,
You consume my thoughts in every way.

Your presence lingers, like a spell unbroken,
Every glance and word, powerfully spoken.
The thought of you in me, pure hypnotic,
The way you move, so **** methodic.

Every detail of you, etched in my brain,
A cycle of pleasure, a sweet aching pain.
Yet all things must pause, as life intrudes,
But the way you bring me there? Absolute magic.

Every moment replayed, every scene,
You haunt my nights and every dream.
I’m lost in you, completely unchained,
And with every thought, I’m forever stained.
Styles Jan 24
Ride me,
As I guide thee,
Match my rhythm, stride for stride,
Our bodies move, perfectly tied.

You provide pleasures deep and sweet,
Where our desires and passions meet.
Overwhelmed, we lose all time,
Chasing a satisfaction so sublime.

Together we seek, together we find,
A fiery connection, body and mind.
With every motion, our souls collide,
In this endless dance, side by side.
Styles Jan 24
I want to fill you, deep and slow,
Let my desire in you overflow.
A potent gift, a primal need,
To saturate your womb with my seed.

Until the warmth spills, a torrid stream,
Tracing paths like a vivid dream.
Dripping down, it leaves its trace,
A mark of passion, time can't erase.

Our bodies fused, a rhythm divine,
A dance of fire, your soul and mine.
No boundaries left, just wild and free,
Lost in the depths of raw ecstasy.
Styles Jan 24
I’ll give you the love you crave tonight,
Set the mood, make it feel just right.
If you push with passion, fierce and true,
I’ll pull you closer, holding you.

Our skin will dance in rhythmic tune,
A melody rising beneath the moon.
Every touch, a perfect beat,
A song of desire where we both meet.

Let’s sync our hearts, our bodies, our fire,
Moving together, fueled by desire.
Real, raw, and oh so tight,
I’ll give you the love you crave tonight.
Styles Jan 24
Her mesh dress, sheer, a daring art,
Igniting chaos within my heart.
A bronzed goddess, beauty untamed,
Sculpted grace, temptation named.

Her presence stirred my soul to roam,
Transporting thoughts far from home.
Her lips, a sip of heady delight,
Her sway, a beacon in the night.

Magnetic, profound, her spell takes hold,
A force too strong, too bold to withhold.
No retreat, no turning away,
Her allure commands, I’m here to stay.

Entangled deep, resistance fades,
In her spell, all reason sways.
An odyssey begins, passion’s fire ignites,
A journey endless through starry nights.
Styles Jan 23
I want to tease with touches slight,
A gentle spark that feels so right.
Moments shared, just you and me,
A journey into intimacy.

We’ll talk, we’ll learn, we’ll wonder still,
Discovering depths that time won’t ****.
Each touch a whisper, soft yet bold,
A story of passion waiting to be told.

Those moments when we can’t let go,
The fire between us starts to grow.
No space, no pause, no need to part,
Just the rhythm of two beating hearts.

Let the connection pull us near,
In a world where only we appear.
Lost in touches, sweet and true,
I’ll learn you, and you’ll learn me too.
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