to the game of ecstasy every day seeing your elegance and sophistication my girl

to the perverse game of your charming aroma, which envelops me in seduction

it drives me crazy and makes me boiling like the spicy sun

you play at temptation, with your sweet, erotic lips

to the pleasure of excitement, of the provocation of a subtle kiss and a hot one

to the intriguing and attractive game that I want to enjoy

to know your privileges, cross the path to the soft

to the deep, warm, the mixture of refinement

and the overflow of pleasure

to the juice, the sweet cream, the craving skin, and the dawn

to the game of buzzing, of sneaking through the back door

to the suction, to the squeeze, to the heat of a fire

on the edge of the frame of the infamous, of the sigh

of the imposing lust of my love