How good it was, my Dove!
My head still spins so sweetly,
And the aftertaste of love,
Calls again - come quickly!
Come and gently embrace me,
Touch me lightly with your hand,
So my head spins again neatly,
So caresses last till heaven's land,
And your passionate, wild moans,
Drove me mad again tonight,
And my head spins with groans,
Closed eyes and shooting light!
Aftertaste of love 2
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