make me sin
Your hands caress my skin as i shiver to your touch your smile makes me faint your eyes lighten my soul touch me again and hold my hand spin me around and kiss my neck make me feel like the world is silent and all that left is the beating of our hearts as you slid your hands so gentley down mine press up so thightly grab my hips and touch my lips make breathless make me sin
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