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Need has brought me to this point of my life,
The need of your touch
The need of your kisses
The need of your passion-lust...
Greed has overwhelm me,
Greed of having you anytime, anywhere I want
Greed of satisfying unadulterated sex, morning, noon and night
Greed of filling the soft wet swell of your womb, with the rock hard swell of my harden flesh
Greed of feeling searing sensations rushing into my loins, as my length disappears into the abyss of your haven
Greed of hearing you moan my name, as my tongue wet your body from top to bottom,
Greed to feel your body shudder, while the tip of my tongue manipulates your most sensitive spot, to leak its sweetest nectar...
But desire has brought a change into my life,
Desire to feel tightness in my stomach as our eyes deeply meet
Desire to feel my heart flutter as the urgency of our hips gyrations cause our hips to collide
Desire to taste your kisses, long after your tongue has reached deep into the heat of my mouth
Desire to feel your nipples impale into my chest flesh, sending a surreal flow of heat into my extremities
Desire to turn mind-blowing sex, into a night of contemptible lovemaking...
I have tired of women running in and out of my life,
I can no longer act like a friend with benefits,
I need more then to be that friend, because love has captured my heart,
I need to be completed, by your nonstop giving love...