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.
Jan 23, 2025
Jan 23, 2025 at 8:26 PM UTC
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.
