• neon_nuance_says 10w

    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