That Touch
The feel of your beautiful brown skin sliding against mine;
it's oh so good and super fine.
My fingers touching along juicy places;
Slipping and pumping in secret spaces.
You feel me baby, I know you do;
That sensual rhythm that's me and you.
This is why you have to know,
Being with you...feels right,
Master the art of love
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