Word by word and with some jazz in it
My naughty wanting strokes your wide chest
A finger plays slowly
I kiss your nipple
You run your fingers through my hair
You pull a little
I am all electric
My neck begs for your lips and your tongue
I have no more knees or arms or legs
for that matter
I am a snake curling and twisting around you
and you kiss me into you
and you trust me
and you thrust into me
and you melt into me
and I melt
and we are golden
molten
hot and sweaty
with love
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