I kiss the round nipples of my love,
And stroke breasts admiring perfection,
Enjoying synchronicity of shove,
And backing up with violence of action;
I kiss the velvet of her tender tummy,
Caressing gently woolen path with tongue,
By licking sweaty dew as greed as honey;
And feeling happy movements of a young;
I kiss the entrance to a gorge of dreams,
My lips are looking for a cliff of pleasure,
Caressing ears with voluptuous screams,
And feeling happiness without any measure!
I kiss
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