Slide lips on the back......

 

Slide lips on the back, 

Inhaling the sweet smell of leather. 

And the pleasure of the triple, 

When the crawl to tremble. 

When the hand squeezes the chest, 

A voice whispers: "excellent" ... 

When you do not want a little bit, 

And as a whole, as a hungry beast. 

When the throbbing in my temples 

And it takes the hell up. 

When the returns in Marigolds, 

The body burns spots. 

When the screaming, breathing again, 

And barely audible whisper, "God." 

When the veins blood-curdling 

And fun to shiver.