These Inner Thighs

These inner thighs are yearning

Yearning for your hands

Yearning for your lips

Your penetration it demands

These inner thighs are aching

To feel your warm breath

Your tongue tickling them

Down below make it wet

These inner thighs are calling you

That’s why you’re drawn to me

Don’t try to fight it its futile

We’ll be quaking ‘til the dawn
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