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I Want... I Need...

I want you... I need you...

I want to see that look in your eyes
That tells me that I’m the only one.
That look that screams of desire and lust,
The look you have for only me.
I want to feel that passion in your kiss,
That makes my pussy wet and my knees weak.
I want you to make me your whore, your slut, your cum catcher
Fucking me the way only you can do.
Pinning me against a wall just after I walk through the door,
Tearing off my clothes in the heat of passion,
Mauling my breasts, tugging my nipples,
Before bending me over and pulling my hair
While caressing my ass and my breasts,
And teasing me with your fingers, your cock, your tongue
Making my pussy sweat, my ass whimper, my body shake.
Making me your slut and your submissive
And have you be my master and my lover.

I need to be the woman
Who makes you smile on bad days.
I need to be your partner
When times are tough, and days feel long.

I want to feel your lips
Sucking my clit hard.
I want to feel your hand
Spanking my ass until it’s red
Your fingers tugging my nipples
And fingering my clit and my cunt.
I want your cock filling my mouth
Fucking my throat, my pussy, my ass.
I want you to make me beg for release
To prove you are my man.
I want you to make me cum hard and scream loud
As I soak your face and your cock with my juices.
I want you to fill me with your spunk
That tasty treat you share with only me.

I need to know I have your trust
And that you have mine.
To allow me to let go of my fears
And explore the realm of my fantasies.
I need to know you will always be there
So, I can be the woman I’m meant to be.

I want you to know how much I need you.
I need you to know how much I want you.




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