Indecency
sounds of quiet, somber knockin' rang upon my door
waiting longer makes me want it even more
as you glide into the room already knowing the situation
I can see it your eyes you lust for deep, slow penetration
hot air makes our bodies so wet and moist
sometimes I wonder how did i make this sinful choice
the yearning inside of my body erases all memory of wrongdoing
giving multiple orgasms to you is what i'm pursing
making you feel the highest peak of ecstasy
your mouth is closed but your eyes softly say sex me
I take you to that special place where you have yet to be
for one night we shared an erotic night of indecency
Copyright © Carlton Jackson | Year Posted 2005
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