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Apr 2014
Desire
The Fire
which must be Fed
Fall back
rest my head
let go
go ahead
surrender
go deep
breath my very own heat
quake and quiver
touch the place desire delivers
pleasure
on the spot
take me in
watch my face
sense my giving in
take my offering
say the words
pull my strings
feed my desire
such a playful thing
hear me purr
watch me gasp
close my legs
as I reach happy town at last
my desire for you
grows
I
want you
and it shows
Miss Kiss My Bliss
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Miss Kiss My Bliss  Down Stairs
(Down Stairs)   
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