I didn't see you nacked that night.
In your sighing I felt all my vigour
With your teeth when you bite your lips,
Under the moonlight ray which turned off on the window
I saw how you desired me
Your skin, soft and white
Your breasts are like flower buds under my lips.
Your hair is bridled under your shoulders.
Your thigths all white nestled to me
Oh how passionate and timid you were that night
Your avid lips didn't let me sleep
I didn't see you nacked that night.
Oh how you all wanted to surrender
In your sighing I felt all my vigour
How to forget the night and that ray of moonlight
My mind tried hundreds of times to make your figure from memories.
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