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Wandering Thoughts
You were making love to me
but you were thinking of him
with every thrust of my pelvic
and every dip of your hips
you were wishing it was him
taking you for this ride
when I drove my loft shaft deeper
to the point where passionate screams
came from your mouth
you were praying that it was he who was laying
back and forth
faster and faster
trying to catch your breath
I can hear the faint sound of you trying to call his name instead of mine
but...
do I care?
No...
see its me that here enjoying this passion fruit
peeling you until
the juice begins to flow
yes its the Bishop
who is working this magic that makes you want to scream and cuss
got your toes curling
and causing you to dig your nails into my flesh
its me whom you gave a slow hand and oral massage
while he's sitting up wandering what you are doing tonight
and while you're laying here wishing it was him
I guess the only one who will be happy this night
is
me
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Let the Light From The Lighthouse Shine on You.
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.....hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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