Bent over your bed and my hands on your hips
I rub my cock against your wet pussy lips
I lean into you so my stomach hits your back
My manhood grinds against your slippery crack
I pull your head up to me and kiss your neck
Right on the nape, lightly with every peck
With a slight turn, and your mouth meets mine
Your taste is finer than any glass of wine
Pulling you straight up to me I grab your chest
I pinch your nipples with my sensitivity test
We lock together from our heads to our toes
Your fluids, my hardness, as our desire grows
Moving under you but not to have sex now
Teasing your body with my length as you cry foul
Feeling me strike each time against your clit
Your moans intensify with each and every hit
I will keep your virginity yet another day
We will cum together but in this unique way
I sense your desire as your hips move faster
Your pussy wants sex, but now I am your master
I whisper into your ear how much I love you
Then we unite in orgasm and you tell me too
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