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It’s the name of the game.

We're slaves to our secret place.

Even if we discreetly meet,

since we hate being apart.

Safe and sound with you baby,

all I need is your sweet heart.

Our secrets intertwine,

We play and tease and test.

The tension simmers up inside.

We form an explosion of emotions,

as powerful as the windiest storm;

but we only see each others eyes,

lying naked on the floor.

And when I said

“No I love you more”

you melt and slam the door.

Gently kiss my hair,

and nibble on my neck.

Caress me everywhere,

till I softly moan in your mouth;

and it drives you wild,

so you quickly go down.

Kiss my legs, then my thighs.

Now my whole body shakes,

you **** on my every curve.

I pant louder and louder,

then scream “please don’t stop”;

but you want me so bad.

Oh and you are rock hard,

so you slip right inside;

and we make passionate love in the dark

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Feb 13, 2018
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