Powerful but legendary.
Make it last, don’t go so fast.
Warm hugs, soft kisses, and cuddles.
So wet like it’s raining so we splashing baby
Soft laughs an intimate giggles.
Fantasies in the kitchen, living room, or table where we eat dinner.
Touch me, tease me, please me, take me away.
Heart pounding.
Suck, ride,
Slow..
Pick me up sit me down.
Flip me, bend me over.
Headboard sound like six 12’s with a lot of bass in it.
Claps to the when it’s being slapped.
In the bedroom is where we don’t play.
Bite marks,
Scratches,
Don’t run!
Love making, to roughness.
Strong,
Almighty,
Legs to the roof.
That’s the live of being a scorpio.
Then the finish is uh uh uh...
About the Creator
Tecoria Savage
Poetry is for the soul, speak the words of wisdom and love. My words are loving for Justice for the world and my community. To settle arguments for families that are in need. Respecting the ones that can’t and settling for the truth.
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