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Hamburg, DE

Saarbrücken, DE

My Burning Desire

Tonight, as I lay here in this darkened room,
My body helpless as desire seems to consume.
My bed so lonely without you laying here next to me,
As steaming hot passion burns uncontrollably free.

My lips are moistened, with my feverish tongue,
As inside my heart, flaming desires are definitely sprung.
My breast bare, as the night chill gives them a rush,
I begin to moan, but try hard to keep it hush.

Tenderly, my fingers dribble down my bare breast,
To delicate places, my fingers slowly come to a rest.
I circle my nipple, as a chill flows through,
Inside of me a passion burns, so deep with thoughts of you.

As sweat begins to build, upon my body so well,
I linger on to places, that even more feelings can dwell.
Down to my stomach, my fingers seem to glide,
Down to that spot, where my passion seems to hide.

A hot burning desire, I feel the flames flowing so free,
As my fingers dip into the deeper depths of me.
So wet and flaming the power of my desire,
Inside this spot is the total height of my extreme fire.

My mind trapped in thoughts of you beside me so,
As I want with excitement, 
The faster my fingers seem to go.
A deep sigh, a erotic moan, a deep emotion breaking free,

Sounds of rapture wanting to erupt, 
And open up to total ecstasy.
A burning desire, inside my body so deep,
So much hot passion, that I moan, 

Unable for silence to keep.
Thoughts of you consume my soul and my heart,
As this burning desire within me comes forth to depart.
I let go of myself, and seem to float high above,

As emotions inside me remind me of your sweet love.
My bed empty, where in my mind you lay,
Upon my body, a burning desire I can't keep away.
Oh tonight, I may dream and feel this rapture, so true,

But, tomorrow, my love, 
I will give all this desire to you, and only you.
A burning desire, inside we both shall feel,
As tonight may be just a fantasy, 

But tomorrow it will be so real.

Connie

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Köln, DE

If Your Walls Could Speak

If your walls could speak,
Would they talk about us
And the things we've done,
As silent they've stood witness?

Would they tell of how
You've anxiously turned me to face them,
Impatiently shoving against,
As soon as I've stepped through your door...

Your left hand holding my neck firmly,
The right dropping my defenses to my ankles,
Fingers exploring realms,
Soaking in delight?

Would they express how you've made me squirm,
And burn with an uncontrollable desire;
How I've moaned for you to go deep inside,
With swelling lips begging to be hushed?

Would they disclose how you force me to the floor, 
Down on all fours,
While I've whimpered and writhed,
Like a dog, begging for more?

And of how I've pleaded with you,
To drive in from behind,
As they've watched without a sound,
Us imitating two animals in a mating ritual?

Would they voice how you've raised me from the ground,
Thighs straddling your waist,
As you slipped inside, legs wrapped around,
For a ride to your bedroom,

Leaving them to wonder what comes next?

Connie