I need another and another wasn’t really what I wanted

How we interact when you really want me

is something that proceeds to haunt me.

You hit the bowl then a long slow kiss

and instantly you’re at my hips.

You hold my hands above my head

and make your way between my legs.

I know it feels so good for you

cause your size, just squeezed through.

So you know it feels so good for me

when you hold my legs from beneath my knees.

All of me is shown attention

my bottom lip you bite with passion.

For days I’m stuck in a daze

for I got all that I crave.

I forget that when it’s over

I can’t fight that craving sober.

 

 

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