my woman, my friend
it's somewhere around midnight… delight me with your eyes, with your mouth, with your hand, then rolls me within you… hide me into the silk of your skin to feel the tip of your tongue wandering through me as after, to fall into the void, till the ground, then up to the "Do♭♭", making me do daba-daba-dab while you lean over me and whisper, «I'm a man, my woman, my friend»
