May 2015
You move.
You shift,
you groan,
you sigh.
Your hair,
you lips,
your eyes,
I am wrapped
between,
your thighs.
And I like it when you move.
You shift,
you groan,
you sigh.
Your hair,
you lips,
your eyes,
I am wrapped
between,
your thighs.
And I like it when you move.
