Wrapping me around ur waist
I cling to u like twine to the branch
U drop sweet kisses on my exposed skin
I blush and hide in ur crook of neck
Nothing stops you from taking me
You have your skills to choose
A varied options at your disposal
I shedder at the thought of your tool
Will surely make me loose my mind
But still i crave your touch tat burns my lips
The lips that holds ur spear in blizz 💋