I can hear
your breathe
your hands rest
on my shoulders
and your lips
venture around my
neck
I feel a feeling
of desire
as your lips find
mine
I grasp your tight
body
Sweat is starting
to run
my shirt
ripped off
and yours too
your hands turned
from soft to
aggressive
and I liked that
Your voice
makes me melt
as you tell me
what you like
and you'll do
whatever I ask
I'm your slave
ask me.....
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