Quench this fire that keeps building higher and higher with this lovely, torturous desire.
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I quiver at the very thought of you.
My body reacts so wildly to you.
You breathe and I gasp,
sending a wave of sensation
through and to my bones,
with the emission of deep moans.
You touch with fire in your fingertips.
You gently kiss my hungry lips.
You grab me by the hips,
grinding with urgency and intensity.
I love the way you feel.
I love the way you taste when I kneel.
Your manhood has burst through,
no binding between us,
because nothing else will do.
Flesh on flesh
molded together and stuck like glue.
Douse this burning
in the pit of my gut.
Show me how your body can strut.
Only you can stop the pain,
only you can release this tension
and cause me to drain.
Make me your concubine
and then all your loving will be mine.
I will be your slave of desire,
the one that fuels your fire.
I will fulfill all that you require
because I am a live wire,
one that will never tire.
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