Carnal Attraction


My red nails sliding down your arms so gently and soft,
Your chocolate skin so smooth,
Your face rubs against my bare cheek.

I want to kiss your lips.
They are so soft and wet.

Your strong arms turn me on,
I like those tattoos you have too.
Others see them as a sign of weakness, but they make me. . .

But back to your lips.
They make me feel special.
When you have them in my “special” places.

I don’t want you to stop.

Let’s light a match, to burn our love tonight.
I like the vanilla scented candles.
What scent is your favorite?

Don’t you love it when I wear that fruity perfume?
It only cost me a couple of dollars but,
It casts the spell to get you where I want you.

But hold on,
Where’s the tunes?
You know the sweet sounds of Dru Hill makes this greater.
Something about the melody makes it easier for me to . . .


I want your face down there,
And your hands up here.

Touching the girls.
It’s something about when you touch them that makes me go bananas.
Caress them,
It’s a great feeling.

And again, your lips.
When they are down there I can’t help but EXPLODE.
All over you.
All on the sheets.

Oh my god.

Where did you learn that special skill?

You know what they say,
If this is wrong then I don’t want to be right.

You are so lascivious.
But I am too.

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