My body is waiting for your hands, when you paint love with your fingers.
You replenish me, when you draw patterns of love on me
and my skin feels your passion.
So, dear, touch me tenderly, because over and over again...
I want to feel the chills enveloping me with all the pleasure
Touch me as always, she wants to burn again and drown in the sweet ocean of feelings.
Touch me tenderly .. I want to feel your body against my body, like heat from a devilish angel ....
by Jo-Cookee
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