I think I've found your secret
The key to my locked up pleasure
The way to make my body writhe
To make that pulsing, riveting, shock; skyrocket from inside
Embodiment of ecstasy
Tip my head back, and close my eyes
Allow every sound that finds its way to my mouth
To slip out like a rolling tide
To ease my hands down in a way
That both tortures and teases me
But the one thing that is truly inspiring
Is simply the way he watches me
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 11:19 AM UTC
I think I've found your secret
The key to my locked up pleasure
The way to make my body writhe
To make that pulsing, riveting, shock; skyrocket from inside
Embodiment of ecstasy
Tip my head back, and close my eyes
Allow every sound that finds its way to my mouth
To slip out like a rolling tide
To ease my hands down in a way
That both tortures and teases me
But the one thing that is truly inspiring
Is simply the way he watches me
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