It's that shit u don't tell anyone that I'm interested in... That secret kinda pillow talk type of heated breaths on the neck that draws me the fuck in... It's a hit n miss dependin on how u open up... Goin all out or jus gettin that so called luv bent over n dug into by lusts... I want the inner makings of what u jus can't whisper into anyone's ear... Findin the reality of ya thoughts played out before ya eyes as u notice that smile in the mirror... Grown shit... Doin shit ur afraid to release from ya lips... Even if it's the hips rotation that needs the fill of vaginal walls stuffed... We can keep it clean but I like it raw... It's there truths that turn me on... Even puttin aside the sexual intent I crave the feel of the way my presence is worn... So flip ya tongue over n speak softly to the way the real u comes out to have some fuckin fun... Damned if u do damned if u don't so u might as well enjoy yourself comin undone... Talk to me... It's the real u I want u to be...