Talk to me as I was your cup of hot chocolate,

dive into my secrets today and

tell me if we are going to behave or not.

Dig into my aura of ambient tides and

sinful kisses, where your lips speak volume

and a fire breathing to destroy my

lake of wicked thoughts.

My mind eyes pierced the bottom of your

Spirit and my voice is an instrument

to play with your heartstrings within your soul.

Deep reflections from my tongue shines

on your warm, creamy skin. Your eyes have

moves like Salsa over my body,

exposed to touch my erogenious zones.

A primal grinding up and down where the

hunt begins and below where the

full of passion thrill ends.

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