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Sexual Messiah

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What I would do for just a few seconds alone with you
I don't know if it's something you fantasize about too
But it's not just another love story with a happy ending
It's a love making so you better lie down and enjoy reading

Grabbing you gently and covering your lips with mine
I'll kiss you so tenderly none can tell not even time
I'll wait for you to catch your breath
Before plunging down in love with you to unimaginable depth

I would slide my fingers underneath your skirt
And touch your mound non stop until you turn pink and squirt
Then I will lower my head between your thighs and have a taste of your passion
As I guide your palm to my insatiable erection

I would stand back and watch you gasp in ecstasy
And bask in the glory of my pleasurable fantasy
Like a king I would command you to assume several positions
As a servant I would shower you with unquestionable attention

Like a fountain you will open up and swallow me all
While I do pushups with the skill of a world title wrestler in Sundays night RAW
Yes you will shout and squeal with pleasurable awe
While you beg and cry asking me for a little bit more

On the twin tower bed I would kiss you all over
Till you would confess I am truly the world's best lover
Then I would finger your emotions till you are mad with desire
And surrender your heart and soul to me and proclaim me your sexual Messiah

As a lamb to the slaughter house goes
With a knife to the throat it surrender whole
Blindly I would increase my thrusts until you yell and moan
As I bring you home to climax in spite of sweats and groans

One minute silence shall pass or maybe five
While we reminisce and relish the best moments of our life
This insatiable thirst not even the ocean of love pouring from your breasts can satisfy
Requires more than a few seconds of love  for it to multiply

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