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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Sex Therapy (Feat. India “Yaya” Clark)

Mental stimulation, oral ejaculation
My thoughts are now erected
What’s your plan?
In fact, I hope you don’t have one
Let our bodies CARPE DIEM, and do whatever we please
Never with ease
Take me over the rainbow, under stars
Use your tongue as your guide
Find your way to my secrets
Come on…
Come on… Really?
Is this ur desire?
To have me cum on places
Letting time and place escape us
As our bodies entangle and communicate
Allowing us to inundate the room with our lust?
Our desires show through… and urs is slippin
Calling my name
Asking for pleasures mixed with pains
Of satisfaction…
Come on…
I hear u
Whispering my name across the crowded room
As if u know me
But wait… Is it u I see
To know if it’s me, you need only touch me
But not with your hands or fingers
Only your lips can say if they remember…me
Allow your mouth to find its way to my hollow
You can lay down as I give you…me
Remember no hands or fingers
It’s dark, I know you can’t see
Stick your tongue out and wait
To savor what you know all too well
Now… let’s see if you can tell
Those lips… ah yes
That taste and that touch
I’ve missed it so much
I could never replace the feeling
The desire
Allowing sexual energies
To converge like conversations
Our souls so intertwined
Our minds much more in line
To create orgasmic flows
Sexual eruptions flow
Upon us
And u…
And others too…
Feel the cataclysmic vibrations of our energies setting free
A feeling u and I alone know to be
Inside of u…
Allowing u…
Moving u…
Soothing u…
Until u feel u just can’t get enough
And then, it begins…
My lips have a need to say your name
But I need your help
I mean yes, I can say it on my very own but
I need you to assist me with this
Bedtime stories, romantic anecdotes
Are we forbidden?
This thing we do, do we care?
No
We have no resentments here
Everything we do is allowed in our minds
So come on… rewind
Fast…forward…
Playing ur game,
Awaiting my name
Yearning to hear it again and again
As we divulge in our desires of…
What is it u say?
…forbidden
…romantic anecdotes.
A twisting of words to allure my attention of lust
And things others deem too unjust
But our bodies gravitate towards the passion that boils deep within our souls
Wanting and waiting
For the first touch
And taste
And moan
Ah, yeah
Those lips part now, gently
Allowing ur tongue to twist and move
To whisper the sound u forceably yet playfully held back
…”Speechless”
You begin this encounter with unspoken desires
But to my surprise
Placing my hands into your jeans was… wise
This move has ended my drouts demise
Here, take my lips
Both of them
All of them into your mouth
Yes, you love how my nectar is released into your open vacancy
CAN YOU RELEASE ME?
I feel as tho I’m trapped
Only you have the key
Unlock my words, let loose my screams
Encourage my HOLLERS
Your name needs to be told to someone other than me
Should I invite another?
Between us two, three or four
It only increases the hunger more
And my appetite for the nectar is neverending
So bring who u must but let them know before they…cum
Just exactly what they are in for
Break free from the bonds of society
And free ur mind with mine
Allow me to lick u and eat u
Juices let loose from within
Over and over again
No room for bystanders or onlookers…
Join in
Take me inside of u
As I please and tease
Setting minds at ease
Feeling like ur alone in a dark room of ecstacy
Yet allowing bodies to be explored by me
Intimately
Discretely
Fantastically
Overwhelmingly
Sensually
Satisfying u
How can I remain speechless with the things you do
You make my orgasms not comprehend the word “few”
They are instead quite frequent!
When you nestle yourself between my thighs
I will gladly allow you to lick, touch and taste
Whatever your hands and tongue are free for
Last time you put your name on it
So it… IS YOURS
Take it when you please
Never apologize for what you do
Just kiss those soft spots when you’re threw
12play? I’m ready
Legs spread, juices secreted… stop the agony
But… an apology is overdue
For the damage that I’m about to put on u
Because I am prepared to
Fuck…
Ur…
Soul…
Destroy any wants or second thoughts
As to why u are here
Or what u may have experienced before
To thrust inside u further than u thought could ever be explored
To etch my name of walls and crevices
U believed were reserved for nothingness
And I have the tools to get it done
Have u believing ur a virgin again
Seeking a priest to confess all ur sins
As I slide out, then slide back in…
And time…It stands still
Hours will start to pass but not until
That “twelve play”
Fucking and touching and doing things my way
Then urs…
Because I am still a gentle – man.
And the eruption of sexual gratification is incomplete
Until she’s had her chance to… ”skeet, skeet”
Upon the bed and the floor
Allow ur juices to flow and pour
Until u remember to forget my name…
I wonder what makes you think
MY name wont be mumbled more
Have you forgotten my skills?
How I ride endlessly
How my “rear-end-bend” forces you to forget your own name
Complete your task before I begin mine
Yes… I AM THAT GOOD
69 was indeed a very good year
Do you remember dear?
When you entered into the atmosphere
With fear… in your eyes
With you, I can never, ever remain speechless
You penetrate through me like a drill
Taste you? YES I think I will
If you agree to fill… me up
Don’t ask me to hold my cries any longer, PLEASE!
Let me yell, ask me to scream
Beg me to recite your full name, including aliases
Because we will never get enuff of… this

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