Drunk off Your Passion
The explosion from your hippsWhile your poison thrust against my lips
Makes your sweetness taste like fine wine
And I am drunk off your passion
The way your nails peel my flesh
As you pull me in between
Feels like summer in the winter time
As you let out that orgasmic scream
Leave me drunk off your passion
Your body so weak and so sensitive
As my tongue try to escape, u take
So i give
Your legs shake like you're running a race
And your heart beats to the rhythm of your moans
As I become drunk off your passion
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