Hete tanker

Feel so hot inside
My skin is moist
I lick my lips
Running my fingers
Down...

To the place you go
Feeling the mound
Of all desire
In me
Touching...

Thinking of you
The last time
We made love
My body aches
Moaning...

Feeling your body
Moving with mine
The rhythm of passion
Bodies entwined
Mmmm...

Comes the release
Of all the tension
Onto my fingers
I gasp
Ahhh...

Cooling down
Heat subsiding
Passion ebbing
Thinking of you
Smiling...
 

 

Tilbake    Hjem

Britt Harsvik.