don't speak...

ssh... let's not tell anyone of the flavor that touches taste buds... jus hush n go with the flow... reach with the tongue n enjoy the touch... move... rotate ur hips n dig in to the motions coming to life... desire wants what it wants... trust is in the makings of moans awakening to dirty lil binds... on the other side of typical where tasty strokes drive the crave... delicious n easy on the eyes... no one needs to know what it is we do...  bared to the nakedness of touch groped by the thrill of night...felt by passions need to please every nerve exploding simultaneously... down on knees in tune with the sensation of moans loosening up... feeling for self the interest to give n receive a lil extra at will... don't talk unless flirtations find filth on the perverted side of opening the gates to the rush... piecing an evening together where bustin is a facial in the works... bite ur lip n sigh with the vibe creating a hormonal satisfaction that jus won't rest... grinding to the way we as us dive into a relentless submission to be used... talk to me through gasps that send a serge straight to my chest...