Corrupt .... Compition

You take me in your arms 
OH I adore 
I turn to you for more 
A wild streak in this woman 
Butter would not melt is the saying
Just to tempt you 
A simple tease for your midnight feast
Seize me 
Please me 
Lay beneath me 
Fondle with no control
Ravish my soul
In burn my unruled flesh upon your chest
Be tempted under no conspiracy
Just corrupt me.....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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June 27, 2010 at 1:59 AM
Take me away to your special place, corrupt my soul so that my heart can grace >> James
Cobb Avatar
June 24, 2010 at 2:30 PM
loved it miss temptress. ready to put number seven on you.
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