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The Way You Touch Me

The way you touch me you've got me yearning for more. We can start on the bed and continue this on the floor.

The tips of your fingers scans my body, as a soft breath escapes me.

You give me goose bumps as if you've touched me with ice cubes. Damn you've got me so wet there's no need for any lube.

I must admit you got me wide open. The heat between us both has got me soaking.

I can't fight the urge to lightly moan my approval of pleasure. The way you've got me feeling, no one else can measure.

Put it on me right and I'll return the favor. I just got to taste you, I'll take my time, I won't rush because its a taste that I want to savor.

Give me all you've got and I'll give you all of me. My hot spot is the lock and your the only one with the key.

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