For the days we had pillow fights
Made out like we wanted eat our toungles out
Your neck looked edible but so was your eyes
My arm under you boobs
Your dental inside mine
Your bra giving me a hard time
As I kissed you from the lips to your neck through your naval up to your honeypot
As my taste buds touch your clit
You pull my hair project you boobs up
Scream my name on top of the nice music
I can here you ask me to pound you
Sorry I forgot the rubber but I think we trust each other
The mission to devirgin you has just started
©bushwar
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