The things I’d like to do to you Or more specifically The things I’d like you to do to me Up against the wall Spread out on a table A bed, yours or my mines Any surface will do As long as I get you, all of you I won’t complain I want it rough and fast Or sweet and slow Scratch that On second thought the nastier the better
Run your fingers through my hair Grip it firmly and bite my neck I’ll run my nails against your back Claws sinking into skin We engulfed by wild passion There is screaming and yelling Nibbling and biting I’m not sure who is loudest But as we pound into each other into oblivion I really don’t care It hurts but you like it and that is what makes it so good