In my bed, I remember you warming the air near me; your breath in my neck, as the night summer wind wishpering some of that things never been to say.
My room is not as dirty as us, with our lips trying to erase any kind of respect, our mind completely lost, looking for some madness, our bodies just going wild, more and more while the time come passing by.
I wanna imagine your hands, those i love as I do, caressing softly my trembling skin, which only desires yours closely; your back, your shoulders, covering mine as if you were my own clothes, ripped by my nails... your neck in my lips, your hair throw my fingers...
Your dick breaking me, as my body scream your name desiring to hold you inside with every shake, with every bite
Missing your teeth
