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My Turn

Touching your body to find what I
want. Scouring your jungle like a
predator on the hunt.

I'm searching to find the treasure that
gives you pleasure. Going to great
lengths without any measures.

Stating my claim without any shame.
Getting what I want minus all of
the games.

Lingerie flowing with my red spiked
heels. Watching my every move as though
you're enjoying the thrill.

Candle lit room, and wine by the bottles.
Allowing me to take control at full
throttle.

Making your body tingle with every stroke
of my hand. Making you feel as though
you're in a foreign land.

Allowing you to arrive with just the
slightest fickle of my being. Giving
you the goal of making your inner
core sing.

Boning, groaning, and making you
moan. A healthy nut is what I will
definitely condone.

Thanking me by returning the favor.
Eating and licking so you can savor
my flavor.

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