With her i don't want equality
People claimed i am sick
But my love to her more stronger than to be just romance
Nothing stumble the beat of my heart than her look
With my lips over hers
tasting the tast of the nectar in her mouth
Sliding her fingers over my body
that my body hair stood Troubled
respectfull to her
with her i don't want equality
i want to be the slave and she's the queen
Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
With her i don't want equality
People claimed i am sick
But my love to her more stronger than to be just romance
Nothing stumble the beat of my heart than her look
With my lips over hers
tasting the tast of the nectar in her mouth
Sliding her fingers over my body
that my body hair stood Troubled
respectfull to her
with her i don't want equality
i want to be the slave and she's the queen
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