ROMANTIC ENGINEER. By: Ayomide Fasedu.


Long breathtaking kisses
Here in my trance I lost all my senses
If we’re gonna sin
I hope we do it gently
Bra straps taken off
Clothes on the floor
Chants of your name I moan
As you slide in and out of my secret home
Your hands don’t take no for an answer
They do as they please
And I’m caught in these intense moments
Left with nothing
Nothing but pleasure
Nothing but nasty thoughts
The more you move
The deeper I call you
The deeper you go
The more I want you
The Devil’s seed is sown
But this time I support him
My morals have all gone
And now my heart is racing
In and out you move like a professional
My hormones are on high alert
On how you possess that talent
The ride is getting riskier
I can’t hold on much longer
I’m wet in your bed
And your eyes shows no regret.
©Ayomide Fasedu.

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