The Claim

Sex spanks buns all at once/
It stuns minds reaching trance/
It releases knots from being tense/
It wants us to dance in love romance/
I place my hands around your waist/
Bending lower your body in place/
Reaching slowly between your legs/
Feeling it growing in my pants/
Time is eating my borrowed moments away/
You sway your behind trying to claim/
What's yours that you got at your female birth/
The right to have my man's might/
The bright sparks that'll fill your body in a perfect orgasm/


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