In The Heat Of The Night
My The Passion,
Builds And Builds.
Making The Longing,
Grow And Grow.
Making The Feelings,
Hotter And Hotter.
As We Look Upon,
One Anothers Nude Bodies.
As I Taste Your Sweet Lips,
Upon Mine.
With Our Tongues Locked Together,
As Our Nude Bodies Crush Against Each Other.
With Your Arms Around Me,
And Mine Locked Around You.
Our Hands Roaming Over The Others Bodies,
All The Time Locked In An Unbreakable Kiss.
Till Our Lips Break Apart,
Kissing Everywhere Our Hands Have Traveled.
Letting Our Tongues Run Wild,
Till We Can Take It No More.
An End Up Making,
Screeming Hot Passion Love To One Another.
Till We Both Expolde In Hot Passionate Ecstasy,
Hanging On To One Another.
As We Both Lay There Gasping For Air,
An That's The Thing Called,
True Love.
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