heaven pinkly the
distinct hurt of your
armor's folded
breach is
so
rawly
sore with
lust heaven and
so
sharp with
wetness heaven
letme
(heaven
)pierce your folded
armor's
coiling cherry
with
my hand's
ablest
jousts heaven let
(when you're
ready heaven ) me i'll
smoothly
shudder
smother
salted
honey fingers
heaven i'll
deeply tickle
your hurting
bones lusting(heaven)