"aaaaaaah" poems
Too much synchronicity...
I feel you.
Your touch, your taste, your kiss, your skin.
Knocking me is the way to go, just put our lips together, and blow.
Baby, just breathe on me.
Blow on my soft flesh and kiss.
Lubriciously, lusciously, lustfully.
Breathe on my taste, my touch, my sin.
We don't even need to be physical, tonight, my senses don't make sense at all.
Our imaginations...
Take it in, let it out...
Baby, just breath on me.
Seductively, sensually, sexually.
We don't even need to touch, just breathe.
Baby.... **** yeah.
(Moans)
Feel my sin as it's desire that I unleash.
Magnitude, corresponding with your aching thought of impure lustful intention.
Intention, feel me grasp onto your every nerve with my non-physical touch.
Caress me, hold me, baby, don't even **** me, just breathe onto my neck, my shoulder, my breast, my stomach, my ***** my thigh, my legs, my ***
Can you feel it?
As I mind **** you, it's that tingling sensation I release.
Aaaaaaah, baby, stop, and just breathe.
May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 7:26 AM UTC
1. What does it mean when a man is in your bed gasping for breath and calling your name? You didn't hold the pillow down long enough.
2. Why do men get their great ideas in bed? Because their plugged into a genius!
3. What is the difference between ooooooh and aaaaaaah? About three inches.
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 11:49 AM UTC