Angel's Sin

She's a church woman; Who shouldn't be having these thoughts,

Something about him; Tickles her spots,

Making her hot; With the things that he speaks,

His confident personality; Makes her feel weak,

Charming at times; Which touches her soul,

Somewhat shows aggressiveness; That puts a curl in her toes,

Wanting him to make her eyes roll; To the back of her head,

Watching him down below; Licking between her legs,

Not wasting a drip; Not letting it pass,

Not just her taint; But into her ass,

While she grasps to the sheets; He driving her insane,

Swearing like a sailor; Saying the Lords name in vain,

She shouldn't visualize this; Of a man she hardly knows,

Yet tempted to see; The places he'll go,

Her morals and values; Won't allow him in,

Though between her thighs and mind; Has her ready to sin...