I'm craving your touch right now,
that is what I'm needing.
Nothing else satisfying me
I've tried it, believe me.
Your mind is a turn on.
Your body should be beneath me.
Baby, I'm all in and
it's me who'll do the pleasing.
This thing between you and I,
that's sexual,
the stimulation factor...
is intellectual.
My touch alone just won't satisfy.
You can't stop at just the teasing.
I desperately want you,
I'll be begging and pleading.
God help me when I get hooked,
turned on, by to your sarcasm.
All my body longs for,
is to make yours orgasm.
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