Play something soulful. Marvin Gaye, Isaac Hayes, or Barry White will send chills down my spine. My nipples will harden, my clit will twitch as the music plays, and I’ll grow wet with anticipation of the night to come with you. The music caresses me like your hands on my body, cupping my breasts and then roaming down to my ass. The notes twirl through the air like your tongue on my clit, and I lie back, wrapping my hands in your hair, your tongue playing an adagio that transcends the music, and I reach the crescendo of my orgasm.
Play something metal. I want to fuck you fast and hard, your cock pounding my pussy to the beat of Metallica, Iron Maiden, or Disturbed. The music pulses to every thrust, and your hands grasp my hips, pulling me close. My pussy clenches around your cock, drawing you deeper, and we cum together as the guitars wail.
No matter what we listen to, we play each other like fine-tuned instruments, and our melody is love.
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