As you lay there, scantly clad, content from the love we just made, I wonder if you know...
The swirl of my hips and rhythmic dance of my tongue in your mouth, are clear indications this is mere lust.
I've banished, even forbidden, the L word from the act, since this hair pulling moment is just to scratch an itch.
How I wonder if you knew that I was contemplating a second round, since I'll most likely change my locks.
Old toys get replaced. No offense.
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 4:08 AM UTC
As you lay there, scantly clad, content from the love we just made, I wonder if you know...
The swirl of my hips and rhythmic dance of my tongue in your mouth, are clear indications this is mere lust.
I've banished, even forbidden, the L word from the act, since this hair pulling moment is just to scratch an itch.
How I wonder if you knew that I was contemplating a second round, since I'll most likely change my locks.
Old toys get replaced. No offense.
*** lover, lust, Whoopie
