Feeling your touch
This is such a rush
Kissing my neck
Going to far, We can go back
Your hand finds my thigh
By The candle light
My little black dress
hits the floor in a mess
Undoing your belt
The heat begins to melt
Our cares away
Its just one night anyway.
Its just about sex.
I think that is for the best.
Just one night
And we will both be alright....
Feeling your touch
This is such a rush
Kissing my neck
Going to far, We can go back
Your hand finds my thigh
By The candle light
My little black dress
hits the floor in a mess
Undoing your belt
The heat begins to melt
Our cares away
Its just one night anyway.
Its just about sex.
I think that is for the best.
Just one night
And we will both be alright....
(Note: The writer just want to use pen name, due to the sensitivity of her topics. She doesn't want any perverts attentions. - ed)
Monday, January 29, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment