WET
YOUR TOUCH IS MY DESIRE
YOUR LOVE QUENCHES MY THIRST
EACH STROKE...EACH FINGER
SEEMS TO IGNITE MY FIRE
LIKE A COOL BREEZE...YOU MAKE ME QUIVER
EXPLOSIVE THRUSTS MAKING ME BURST
NO COVER COULD WARM ME
THIS LOVE THING GOT ME OPEN
FLOATING AS IF ON CLOUD NINE
CRUISING THE SEVEN SEAS
WISHING ON STARS... AND HOPING
THIS LOVE WILL STAND THE TEST OF TIME
TOUGHTS OF YOU GET MY JUICES FLOWING
LIKE A RIVER...A TORRENT...RAGING WAVES
RUNNING WILD...AWAITING THAT TOUCH
THAT CURRENT TO FLOW...DEEPLY
INSIDE MY INNER MOIST CAVE
YOUR THICKNESS TO FILL MY POUCH
AS I GIVE MYSELF TO YOU FREELY
TAKE ME...
I'M THROBBING
LET'S HAVE SOME FUN
SPANK ME..
I'M DRIPPING
I'M WET
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