Saga vs comp

You know my body like the back of your hands that touch me and send me into ecstasy my thighs quiver in anticipation of deep

penetration which gets me high

body rising sweating pants and makeup melting pulling my hair and

Scratching my back I get a temporary case of Tourette's because all I can say are four-letter words and four-octave range screaming your name

Ay papi, eres tan grande y tan duro y me lo da tan bueno