I’m sitting here thinking of you
Missing you
All the wonderful things I think
When I’m thinking of you
Your voice and your style
Drives me wild
I m thinking of you
Your legs, in mine
Entwined
I’m thinking of you
Your lips, my breast
Soft caress
I’m thinking of you
Your hand, my thigh
The bump and grind
I’m thinking of you
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