I think about you
this heart begins to race
I can’t stop thoughts
the way you taste
how your tongue rolls
your low moans your
warm, soft skin
solid smacks on said skin
you shove into me
and I’m pretty sure I might,
be losing my mind
e v e r y t i m e you’re in me
**** with your
tight grip around my wrists
soft kiss along my neck
fast, heavy exhales
ill come for you
time and time again
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 11:34 PM UTC
I think about you
this heart begins to race
I can’t stop thoughts
the way you taste
how your tongue rolls
your low moans your
warm, soft skin
solid smacks on said skin
you shove into me
and I’m pretty sure I might,
be losing my mind
e v e r y t i m e you’re in me
**** with your
tight grip around my wrists
soft kiss along my neck
fast, heavy exhales
ill come for you
time and time again
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