Black Widow's Mate
Her shadow moves forward, I can't see her.
But I can feel her touch, her flesh, her scent poured upon me.
My blood boils, my body warms.
I feel a sudden sense of new freedom.
When, I see her coming out of the darkness.
She lays down on her back
Grabs her left knee pulling it to your chest.
Exposing her pink juicy lips.
She's lured me in with her suductive suggestion.
With one leg lifted high,
I finger her tender holes.
I can't get enough her.
While I'm inside her,
I sense us becoming one.
I became a new person,
In a world just being made.
A world without time, space, or meaning;
Calling me to her.
I began my suffering in ecstasy.
For,I knew this was the beginning of my end.
During this exhilarating moment,
My mind, body and soul are in absolute bliss
I don't fear my death.
Death's the price I must pay for this blissful pleasure.
But I can feel her touch, her flesh, her scent poured upon me.
My blood boils, my body warms.
I feel a sudden sense of new freedom.
When, I see her coming out of the darkness.
She lays down on her back
Grabs her left knee pulling it to your chest.
Exposing her pink juicy lips.
She's lured me in with her suductive suggestion.
With one leg lifted high,
I finger her tender holes.
I can't get enough her.
While I'm inside her,
I sense us becoming one.
I became a new person,
In a world just being made.
A world without time, space, or meaning;
Calling me to her.
I began my suffering in ecstasy.
For,I knew this was the beginning of my end.
During this exhilarating moment,
My mind, body and soul are in absolute bliss
I don't fear my death.
Death's the price I must pay for this blissful pleasure.
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