you whispered,
' my night, please copywrite me on your skin...'
and i replied,
'why not, i am longing for that, i will, you may! '
then as you roll your tongue on the peak of my breasts,
i can't help to gasp at thy sweet trembling felt!
you leave marks as you traced my body,
inch by inch, in details,
rolled me back, and there you bite...
with small nips with urgently pace!
closing my eyes, as you trailed...
'coz you missed me much,
i missed you too, i admit...
now you draw nearer, closer with intensely heat
whispering softly while planting your marks in between my legs!
again, copywrite me, please?
leave your marks in between my legs!
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