Don't treat me, a lady on date. though I'm on invitees'- fate. No passions tonight no touches can set right Hands can follow to roll on but solo something behind to love and grind Kisses deep but to reap and may be demanding allowed only if it's commanding.
Make me allured and wanting swim can't think more to do the sin.
Sliding hands caressing bands soothing lips with tight clutch grips.
No need to ask drink like from flask No tender sweet talk Whisper those words so hot burn me, burn me and slowly you walk.
Touch my desire until found fire wait till the fountain overflows dealing in ploughs.
Dew seems fired as your love is hired Released from my reason Enjoyed the filled season.
No refined lady tonight Just a wild woman in love to set it right If you need a pluck do keep in touch.