Hot Candle Wax
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"Hot Candle Wax"
 
Hot candle wax drips seductively over her bare chest
Inhale to the exhale, breathe in the air where angels have flown
Beating, beating, almost exploding, passion bubbling on her chest
Love indestructible, desire irresistible, for this she moans
The heat rises, sweat drips from every pore, inside she feels the flame
Burning, sweating, she cannot deny her love any longer
Slowly, slowly, softer, softer, she cries without lustful shame
Her bottom lip bleeds from passion’s bite, the taste, makes her stronger
The sensation of burning wax only hurts at first, she loves it
Her fingertips rub the wax over her bare skin
Faster, faster, harder, harder, the pleasure, she becomes it
She feels mountains move, pushed by a thousand virgins who first taste sin
A desire fulfilled, a thirst quenched, a moment to last eternity
Alive, her soul burning with desire, craving more, she is in love, a certaint