“Oh, great, Kuya Faxton. I want it more, and more,” pakiusap ko dahil walang kasing sarap ang ginagawa niyang paggalaw sa ibabaw ko.
“Magsasawa ka ngayong gabi, Priscilla. And I’m pretty sure na hinahanap mo ang init ng katawan ko, dahil alam ko namang na–miss mo ‘ko’t nagpakikipot ka pa,” ani Kuya Faxton at sinipsip ang dedé ko.
“Ahh. . . !” usal ko. At tanging ang buwan lang at ang bituin ang siyang nakakikita sa aming dalawa. Kung nakapagsasalita lang siguro ang mga ‘yan ay pagsasabihan kami.
Kisses on your body were like heaven, we were taking it slow. Tangled in the sheets until the evening, there was nowhere to go, yeah. We were in a daze learning each other's shapes. Tracing shadows of rain down your back, oh-oh
Kisses on your body in my memory, baby, nothing comes close. It
