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And my heart races

And my fingers twitch

My blood pounds in my veins

From this insatiable itch

I see you in my mind

And feel you in my hands

You tremble in my arms

And a lonely thing stands

Our clothes disappear

And our mouths are employed

Our limbs intertwine

Inhibitions are destroyed

It is sensual and soft

To begin, not so tough

But passions spill over

And it gets kind of rough.

Some hair gets pulled

And an ass is smacked quick

A lip gets kind of bit

And possibly my dick

But regardless of the blood

And the burns from the rug

The injuries are unnoticed

In this sick naked hug.

Someone is throttled

But only a little

Its hardly even noticed

Amongst all the spittle.

The sweat now is flying

And arms and legs too

And suddenly we are dying

As things spout and spew.

Exhausted we lie together

Amongst all this effusion

Happy and loving

So far from confusion.

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