Shamekka's serenade

As the light tends to flicker, the shadow grows bigger, on the wall right next to where I stand..

the music serenade's as the oils meranade , and glisten all over this woman

my lips, I begin to lick as her hips, she begins to twist and turn into amazing positions..

I grab with strong hands and she pulls with great demand to put the key in and start the ignition

this roller coaster ride's like a hurricane the eye, the calmest place is in an uproar tonight..

twisting and turning in and out, our worlds been turned upside down, yet the emphasis is still between her thighs..

like a tidal wave of sorts, a typhoon inside my shorts, the powerful rush of the storm is upon us..

now silence... then a sigh of relief, as you and I have just survived, a moment of pure seduction (exhaling......)