8500
May I have a taste of your love, more like a hit of some new of drug, exciting every one of my senses, letting down my guard until I'm completely defenseless, every time you come close, I can already feel that feeling though we're still clothed, I can tell you want to see exactly what I'm trying to show, intricate intamacy, just allow me to unbotton those jeans, please, I don't usually beg but what you have between your legs could surely leave me fed, and yet still hungry for more, just open your doors and allow me to explore, for sure, no need for breaks because I can endure, make you sweat and rain until you pour,
as I enter in and out of your shore, wet as the oceans floor, I can see the passion on your face, gripping your waste until your levy can no longer brace and gives way, flooding the gates.....
