the art of sex
take it off so i can take you off
you squirt like a fire hose on full blast
i love the way you ride me and how you bounce that ass
as our lips contact our bodies overheat
our souls touch one another when i go in soo deep
and when our souls meet we become one
i hold you close to me baby so you cant run
pain is temporary so let me build your endurance
fast lane on a crash course without no insurance
but i can insure you'll be satisfied
as i hear that body cry.....my name
i come to you so you can cum for me
back to back we act so aggressively
lemme eat you like you was my last meal
lick the plate clean while you rain on my windshield
after we both climax we lay and relax then on for round 2 cause we starting it back
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