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Click hereSteady, holding that beat, that pulse, that ache
That starts from the middle of my breast
And ends in between these thighs of mine
These thighs that get slick and wet with
Just the thought of your name puts me on that pinnacle
Where the line between insane and sane is blurred
Moves me to the point where
I JUST CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!
The thought of your name gets me excited, gets me pulsing, heartbeat racing
Like Calypso music
Like Reggaeton...that beat,
That beat,
THAT BEAT
Like waves crashing into the sea
Like the sun at midday, I'm hot, I'm wet
I'm scorching, needing to cool off
Needing to plunge myself into your
BLISS
Your folds
I need to be engulfed, surrounded, infused
With your slickness
I need to feel YOUR thighs around my thighs
I need to feel you
Like a beat of Jazz music
Like a beat of Jungle music
Like I have
JUNGLE FEVER
Except your skin mixes with my skin and we blend
Like two drops of color
Mixing to create, stretching to overcome each other
Ending up swallowing each other
I like your heat, your fire
I like it wet, hot, blending, engulfing
I like it just how you do it