My Soul turns and tumbles, For a note of your voice, Burns with the passion of fire, And your love is
my choice, The way you moan gets me hard, The way we touch keeps you moist, He gave you the
Honda type sex, I’ll give you the Rolls Royce, Desires take charge, The urge a lake of lust, But I love to love you, We get married by trust, When you hop in that bed, And get out of them clothes, We’ll see how fast I really can make that heart thaw unfroze
@Esco_B
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