link:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISM3FKh6Hls
Praise to the lance
Like a hurricane that razes everything, the male's chest passed over my face. I involuntarily bit your softness, you looked down at me from above with haughtiness and pushed me away.
We saw each other, we measured up like gladiators
I'm the lance, you're the trident and the net...
I fall to my knees, the net draws me to your sex
I sink, I get aroused, I struggle to breathe
I feel the trident of your nails on my shoulders[
I hear you cursing from afar, I manage to stop and capture you, hold you by the hair, my lance parts your mouth, and there's no blood... it's desire
I pin you down, I pierce you I grab your face You look at my eyes not to lose yourself in them My trembling, while You dominate the arches...
I have you where I wanted, succeed in turning you over and taking your ankles, I open you up, leave you defenseless, give a deep and certain thrust, you want to close like a flower in the fire but I don't let you, I open you up more and go deeper.
I'll stay quiet so you can process how caught up you are... at the same time, it's you who wants me to go deeper inside you, it's you who opens your legs wider, it's you who betrays me by piercing my back with a trident.
The fight is closed
already we don't have spaces
for refined strategies
only noise is heard
of the lance opening your flesh
and suddenly there is no world,
only the sky that breaks into pieces
and falls on the Colosseum.
Praise to the lance
Like a hurricane that razes everything, the male's chest passed over my face. I involuntarily bit your softness, you looked down at me from above with haughtiness and pushed me away.
We saw each other, we measured up like gladiators
I'm the lance, you're the trident and the net...
I fall to my knees, the net draws me to your sex
I sink, I get aroused, I struggle to breathe
I feel the trident of your nails on my shoulders[
I hear you cursing from afar, I manage to stop and capture you, hold you by the hair, my lance parts your mouth, and there's no blood... it's desire
I pin you down, I pierce you I grab your face You look at my eyes not to lose yourself in them My trembling, while You dominate the arches...
I have you where I wanted, succeed in turning you over and taking your ankles, I open you up, leave you defenseless, give a deep and certain thrust, you want to close like a flower in the fire but I don't let you, I open you up more and go deeper.
I'll stay quiet so you can process how caught up you are... at the same time, it's you who wants me to go deeper inside you, it's you who opens your legs wider, it's you who betrays me by piercing my back with a trident.
The fight is closed
already we don't have spaces
for refined strategies
only noise is heard
of the lance opening your flesh
and suddenly there is no world,
only the sky that breaks into pieces
and falls on the Colosseum.
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