Special affair

Do you dare?
You have been summoned to my lair
To taste of my sweet nectar without a care
To squeeze these melons as I lay bare
Usually its not polite to stare
but this kind of intimacy is rare
Wild hearts race like a stallion and mare
You keep the pace, without a snare
A most special affair
Where moans sound more like prayers
Oh, God, yes, right there
With legs suspended in the air
You lick everything, as if there’s none to spare
I’ll sit on it like it’s a chair
Like a joystick, Ill reverse it, I swear
Anything to take you there
In love making all is fair
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