The soul’s melody
Music playing, hips swing
Dancing to the beat of my own drum
My body and yours…
Numb with ecstasy
The beat keeps time
. Time…
I have all the time in the world,
To make your toes curl
To make your soul unfurl
And become entwined, one with mine,
As we reach for the heavens high,
Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”
This is the best, you beg me to rest
The fire within in me calls…
For me to go balls deep
Put you to sleep
I slide in, and the rhythm begins,
In and out…in and out
The percussion enters as do I,
Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,
Your moans are like a chorus
All that ecstasy that was before us,
Comes to a close, our wills impose…
A deep sleep,
That we should keep in sync,
With the soul’s melody.
Gayporn Sex Tenga. It happened about 2 weeks later.
The soul’s melody
Music playing, hips swing
Dancing to the beat of my own drum
My body and yours…
Numb with ecstasy
The beat keeps time
. Time…
I have all the time in the world,
To make your toes curl
To make your soul unfurl
And become entwined, one with mine,
As we reach for the heavens high,
Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”
This is the best, you beg me to rest
The fire within in me calls…
For me to go balls deep
Put you to sleep
I slide in, and the rhythm begins,
In and out…in and out
The percussion enters as do I,
Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,
Your moans are like a chorus
All that ecstasy that was before us,
Comes to a close, our wills impose…
A deep sleep,
That we should keep in sync,
With the soul’s melody.
Gayporn Sex Tenga. It happened about 2 weeks later.
The soul’s melody
Music playing, hips swing
Dancing to the beat of my own drum
My body and yours…
Numb with ecstasy
The beat keeps time
. Time…
I have all the time in the world,
To make your toes curl
To make your soul unfurl
And become entwined, one with mine,
As we reach for the heavens high,
Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”
This is the best, you beg me to rest
The fire within in me calls…
For me to go balls deep
Put you to sleep
I slide in, and the rhythm begins,
In and out…in and out
The percussion enters as do I,
Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,
Your moans are like a chorus
All that ecstasy that was before us,
Comes to a close, our wills impose…
A deep sleep,
That we should keep in sync,
With the soul’s melody.
Gayporn Sex Tenga. It happened about 2 weeks later.
