He held me close
And I could feel his pulse
His sweat was on my palm
I tried but I couldn't stay calm
he rubbed his chest against me
the friction sparked a desire in me
I could feel him inside me
as he exploded his emotions physically
And mentally
it's was a strange pleasure
that I wish to treasure .
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 12:18 PM UTC
He held me close
And I could feel his pulse
His sweat was on my palm
I tried but I couldn't stay calm
he rubbed his chest against me
the friction sparked a desire in me
I could feel him inside me
as he exploded his emotions physically
And mentally
it's was a strange pleasure
that I wish to treasure .
