Please don't get it twisted, I'm not a whore, I want what I want and I want more. I want u to kiss me, sweet and slow...lift up my skirt, and away we go...Put your fingers there...I want no hesitations, This is only the beginning..of my "sex"pectations. Lay me on my back...and part my quavering legs, please don't get it twisted...that doesn't mean i'm afraid. I can feel it now..and how deep "he" goes, sending shockwaves of e"sex"tricity...to the tips of my toes. Beads of sweat form...from the heat off my breasts...But don't get it twisted, that doesn't mean I want any less. Dig your nails harder, into my thighs...push yourself deeper, and look into my eyes. And I'll explode in an unexplainable bliss, toes curled so tight..they make a stiff fist. No longer and I'm "****"strated, I'm completely satisfied...the feeling of serenity, just cannot be denied. and I silently wish, that the night won't end...and as I watch your sleeping face...I casually whisper, "can we do it again?"