"A short poem for Galatea"
Sitting hereIn the DarkI think of youMy cock gets hardThe thoughts I haveAre filled with passionYour tits, I loveMy constant distractionYour ass, so roundIts bounce, so greatMy knees go weak When I see it shakeYou TeaseYou TalkI’m readyWaitJust one more twerkShit,...
"A hot and heavy encounter to music with a heavy beat..leaving both parties breathless wanting more"
I am standing at a mixing desk...with the music pumping..bass line thumping...my fingers feeling the vibrations every time I touch the decks. I mix in a song which is one of my favourites, smiling at the sound of the first...