The Desire For Fire
It is a divine thing to do
Everybody does it yes it's true
In order to extinguish their desire
They set their whole body on fire.
The deeper they go the more they fall in love
Doing it in bed, garden and in tub
The more she cries the more he pushes
When the mood hits they even do it in bushes.
For pleasure he knocks her up even higher
Trying to fulfill their wild desire
Doing in all positions one by one
Moving like a beast, crying like a swan.
When one hole isn't enough he goes for the other
Even if it's tight he puts it in without any bother
Then with pleasure the girl she cries
Moving her body and enjoying the size.
When they reach their limit looking at one another
He fills her up with white sticky lather
As snow melts from his huge mountain
She lets out a sparkly fountain.
The snow of the mountain she does not waste
She uses her tongue and enjoy it's taste
Finally they calm down and their desire goes away
Looking forward to do it again some other day.
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