Slogon On I Am The Best

The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice
Hearing you speak my name
Beckoning me to answer
Telling me you want me
So I tell you that you're the answer to every question I've ever had about love

The skin speaks

with its smell,

while affected by the sound of your voice

rests between the edges of silence

and runs on my body like a hand clinging to my flesh.

Ascolto con le mie dita le tue parole,

premendole su di te,

facendole scivolare lungo le tue gambe,

rincorrendo il percorso dei tuoi sensi,

lungo i sentieri tracciati dalle gocce della tua indecenza.

Without words I use my tongue to tell the tale of us
Tracing your shadowscape
Kneeling before you my eyes feast upon your masculinity and
All its divinity and I praise you
Because all of that is for me


I begin to indulge myself of your delicacies
Digesting semi-sweet dark chocolate decadence as it melts
Dripping down my chin
Your taste is something Godiva Could not re-create

Along the edges of the cloth,

covering your femininity,

exuding the pleasure in the mesh fabric,

pass into touch your skin,

to fill my hands of you,

to give you the consciousness of being a woman,

to mark the corners of your being,

of those lines,

that sometimes fade into the air,

now painted in black with my teeth

e di rosso con la mia lingua.

Tenendoti salda,

seguendo il tuo tremare,

il fluttuare nell'aria delle nostre vesti,

che cadono a terra,

che contrasta con la rapidità

con cui ce le strappiamo.

Needing every atom of your anatomy
Necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity
Dipping in and out of me stroking more than my consciesness
Subconsciously I find myself rewinding our love scenes
In my daydreams
Seeing that face you make when you're making me cum
And it makes me want you right there and then


Thinking of you in inappropriate places I get
Tingling sensations in private locations where I wish to be caught between a rock and your hard place

Addosso.

Adesso.

Mentre i nostri corpi fondono i loro confini.

E la furia incalza sul desiderio che implores,

filling every empty

with the sound of our voices that binds

like ropes that surround us,

tear the skin,

as scissors,

that crop remnants of silence,

di omissioni scontate,

che pesano sulla nostra essenza.

As wetness develops my legs begin to open and my spot turns to a backdraft and all I want you to do is extinguish it
You know my body like the back of your hands
And touch me and send me into ecstacy


My thighs quiver in anticipation of deep penetration which gets me high
Body rising
Sweating
Panting
Make-up melting
Pulling my hair and
Scratching my back
I get a temporary case of tourettes because all I can say are four letter words in a four octave-range screaming your name

Aye papi.... "You are so big and so hard, you give it to me so good, you are my mortal sin. "

Explosion Us,

that slips inside,

running like wax on a candle

along my possess.

And everything flows,

as the words that break the silence,

hopping on our lips,

you use to wrap my skin,

feeding on the essence of us,

down to the bottom to find the 'apex,

su quelle gocce che colano sulle mie labbra.

I see your tongue pink between your lips and I want it between mine
And I struggle
As you lick torturing me
I try to get away but
Not really


Running out of room begging for more up against the wall that has been scuffed by my stilletos
Again
You pry apart my thighs and tell me to be still
And I willingly submit to you because I love the way you dominate me
Demanding that I cum for you so I do as I'm told


You've molded me so I'm good to no-one else but you
You've conquered this once orgasmicless world and multiplied it
Again and
Again

My face radiates with after-glow
My pillow scented by you
A fragrance which haunts me
My room smells of the best sex


Covered in body prints and finger prints and you above me
Your name written indelibly upon my body in your genetic history

Two different languages \u200b\u200bof one body

who share the essence of us.