My legs are sore..my back still scratching to be pressed with your hands,my lips pierced with yours as our souls are touching ****** each other of any moment ****** enough to alert our minds and the unwavering truth is ..I want to be vulnerable to you I want you to beg and I want you to want me
leave my legs Trembling tainted with flowing sweet liquids that wrapped itself around my thighs claiming me yours. I surrender  
Your back is bleeding not from my nails but from your soul itching to get out of you and *** inside me .i am not ashamed glittering in heat and enjoying every minute of it  I couldn't help but to kiss your neck marked with  sores from our last encounter  you make me want you  and with that you've earned me ...all of me  
My inside self screaming for oxygen as you hold my neck and bite the inside of my thighs with so much authority.i surrender to you my lord just like a child to an empty play ground you've earned me ..and all of me moaning and scratching sweat and tears fill the air and space in my lunges I never get tired of pleasing you I do what u want how u want it because u deserve that much I kissed away your innocence making you weak and empty your mines and all mines because I've earned you an all of you _Paper mate