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Here in a crowded theater

it was all kind of wrong

but it felt so right.

Warm your hands between my legs.

Oh yes, touch me there…

just like that.

Come closer, lover.

I want your hands all over me.

Fast forward to the car

in a busy parking lot.

You stare longingly waiting for me

to make the first move.

What a gentlemen

when I’m sure all you want to do

is pounce.

Push the seat back so I can get on top,

I propose with my eyes.

Mmm, you kiss so good,

so deep like you want to eat me up;

I don’t want to stop.

The way you touch me;

the way you taste me

blows my mind.

You keep me wanting more.