By Buffenator
Taste of Egypt
My little Lion
You are my pet
My plaything
I can make you feel things
You could never conceive
Emotions, sensations
Touch your inner core
As we lock in
Our loveless embrace
You give what I need
But not what I want
I know you want me
I can feel you move into me
Your blood quickening
As your body picks up the pace
You smell so sweet
You taste even better
I wonder how you�ll feel
Wrapped around my shaft
I can make you scream
I�ve done it before
My name rests on your tongue
Your lips ready to call it
I long for the day
When you will come to me
Till then, my sweet Egypt
I�ll come to you to play
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