this is the long tunnel of wanting you. its walls are lined with remembered kisses wet and red as the inside of your mouth full and juicy as your probing tongue
this is the long tunnel of wanting you
warm as your belly against mine deep as your navel leading home soft as your sleeping cock, beginning to stir tight as your legs wrapped around mine
this is the long tunnel of wanting you
straight as your toes pointing toward the bed as you roll over and thrust your hardness into the long tunnel of my wanting straightening out my crooked past