I cross my legs
Everything burns
How can I forget a single slap
paint stick fun
I am sitting on a hundred slaps
I feel my heart beating between my legs
wood stick slap time has begun
I hear your voice
Tap tap tap
DO NOT ***
what what
I am so ready
KEEP TAPPIN
I could not hide my smile
wickedness **** over and a growl
Twitches all over
and a meow
slaps get harder louder strong
Then his words
*** NOW
waves abound
lips sting
such a sweet thing
memories deeper than skin