you make me..
I wish it was febuary.
**Put me on the table
Make me say your name
If I can’t remember
Then give me all your pain
I can sit and listen
Or I can make you scream
Kiss it and make it better
Just put your trust in me**
Something about the way you smirk when you thrust inside of me.
It leaves me wanting a whole lot more.
Something about knowing you are listening as I touch myself makes me smirk more.
Put your hand around my throat.As I ride you. I love the way you feel inside of me as my thieghs shiver.
..
😉 You are good material for bathtime boy.
Haleluyah! I was beginning to think I was the only one left that wrote poetry that rhymed.
Warning Comment