🌹💜I like to make his mind restless,
to have him thinking about me all day,
to be that desire that warms his skin,
to seduce him with my words to attract him to me.
He awakens my desire when I feel how my body bristles just listening to him.
He is a pervert,
but if I want,
I can turn him into a complete demon that burns with desire in my hell.
Our hot game unleashes the desire to hear us moan and burn in the embers of this fire that never gives in or goes out.
He comes back when he wants, I look for him when I need him. He is a complicity from time to time, but the day he appears he makes me his own at his whim, he turns me into an indecent beast when it comes to pleasing him just for him, because that's what makes me want to be.
He disarms my modesty,
my resistance,
a caress from him is enough to have me on my knees before him,
begging, calming my desire and that taste of pleasure that causes my best orgasms.
I like to know that among his lyrics I am the protagonist of his most perverse erotic fantasies so that later I can live them in privacy beyond fiction.
It is an explosion of sensations in every way,
I burn with him,
I like to be his muse,
the inspiration he needs to recreate fantasies in his mind that he then lives with me,
so much ours and that makes me name him the owner of my fire...
owner of my ºrgasmºs...
💜💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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