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she motivates me

You are my sexual motivation
You on mental rotation
Raising me high.
I love being between your thighs
Putting a roll in your eyes
And it starts with the lick of your lips.....

As your tongue grazes your lips
My mind starts to slip
And I just want to embrace your lip,
Put my hands around your hips.
Let our tongues dance
As we fall into a trance
And our body began to radiate heat,
We mentally create our own beat
We fall onto the sheets
And our two levels of ecstasy meet.

I'm being motivated by the thickness in your hips
To let my hands slip.
Grab your waist line
From the front or behind.
I grab them hips like their mine
And pull you in closer.
Squeeze you even tighter,
Hold you even longer
Got our sexual tension growing even stronger.
Our kisses intensifying within our grips
And you just twisting your hips.

Your moans are giving motivation
As I increase the sexual stimulation
My tongue does its rotation
All on your neck,
Got your mind thinking what the heck.
Pleasure releasing from your throat
You began to float
Off into my Loveland
And your moans began to guide my hands.

Your words of lust are motivating me
As I climb between your knees
My face drop between your thighs
And my tongue takes you high.
"Talk to me baby"
Let me know you love it baby.
Grab my head and shove it baby.
Wrap your legs around my neck
Don't release me cause you haven't came yet.
You got my tongue working like a vet
I'm trying to give you my best
So when you think of me you know I'm better than the rest.

The bounce of your breast is giving motivation
As I'm giving you this thick penetration
They grooving to the vibration
Giving mental stimulation.
Fuel to the fire
Your climax is my desire.
You just trying to freak my mind more.
Putting your nipple in your mouth
Giving more growth to my monster down south.

I'm motivated by the way you throwing that ass back.
Got me on the attack
Thrusting with more power as I give it right back.
Got you screaming out my name
"Verbal, you're doing the damn thing"
So my stride doesn't change.
Leaking on the bed
I'm pulling the hair on your head
I got your eyes is rolling
While your vocals are missing
And your pussy is releasing.

Watching you take control
Got me losing control,
While you are riding me like a pro
I'm being motivated to let go
'Cause you screaming, "Daddy, make a mess in me."
I'm just trying to hold on to the thickness of these hips
But I'm losing my grip
And my mind starting to slip.
I release the most amazing mess to exist
I just can't resist.

Yes, you do it to me.
From the curves of your body
To the words of lust you speak
You're more than sexy to me.
I don't even think they've made the word yet
That's why I just call you Motivation.
You always motivate the best out of me.
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