Lights are dim, the aroma
Of the incense fills the room
Roll the curtains, welcome

inside
Sandy outsides, lusty dune
Slip my veil off, as our eyes

lock
Presence of electric
thoughts

Bashful motives, so you
notice
How the slippery lips will

cross
...Don't stop now... Don't stop
now... Don't stop now... Don't



stop now

Heavy breathing, oh this
teasing
Slowly pleasing, gentle

strokes
Moistened entry, stay
above me

Clear and loudly, state the
pose
Make it tantric, I won't panic

I'll submit to each command
I'm your maiden, I'm
consumed in

All of you and your
demands