Sexual Desires
By Tiffany Flowers •
He raps his hand in my hair
He snatches it back and I can't help but to yell
I love it when he pulls it tight
He grips it and bites down on me just right
He then pulls out his leather whip
And smacks me until I buck at his will
My body feels like it's on fire
The pleasure he gives me heats my desire
He flips me over on my back
I can't move my body for it is slack
He bonds my hands and feet
I get excited about what I am fixing to meet
He lights the candle as it burns
He watches me and I start to squirm
He pours the wax on my skin
I am in so much pleasure my head begins to spin
All the things he does to me
Fills my desire to no degree.....