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My Hands

I drink from your lips
the taste of a cool night, scented
;
indulge in your desires to
unbridled passion,

As lovers in last
a final story
surrender to your charms
looking at the sky.


reach your skin recorrerte step
be in your desire,
kiss each space
drawing with my fingers
the curves of your body
silhouette of your breasts.

be the water between your legs and
tonight is
crazy, wild and eternal ...

Mirarte with passion pervade
in your sweetness down your belly
get to your waist.

Feeling trapped in you,
prisoner in your hands in a gasp
slow and deliberate.

be inside your skin
inundarte of my being
with my poison,
be the key that satisfies you
leads to debauchery ...

Our linens and
night will be the witnesses of the Passion
of our skin,
enjoyment without reproach of sin and pleasure
...

No orgasm
stop this wanting to be closer to
death.
I'll go down on your belly and waist
the
blessed source of pleasure ...
moisture from your body and caresses
raise my sighs
make me go faster
the corners of your body.

In a second stop
unbridled passion
bathing with milk
the womb of your skin immaculate ...