Those fake friends calling you always
You need not pick up when I'm with you
Just stay there while i press and ring the clit like a doorbell and your soft moan echoes through the room as your boy had arrived to be welcomed
Opening the door with your fingers around,
You take me within your warm soft cozy home showing the way as i start another round,
I give a kiss within my stony rose cutting it with the soft thorns on your delicate walls,
"Get even more close", deeply close, oh the phone rings but we're not caring anymore, we know our love rings louder, We don't need the phone to have fun today.
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Euphoria x Melancholy
Poetry#Rants&poetry An emotional poem & quote book with A melancholic grief, hopelessness and pain An euphoric joy, hopefulness, and magic Dive deep into the oceans of love, romance and loneliness A book where the day meets night and the Melancholy meets...
