i'll start at your ankles
rubbing your feet w/ my lips & my fingers
whispering these thank you's
kisses positioned places to wake you
whisking up your calves, to your ass
hands at half mast just to spank you
you gasp, then you laugh, like it tickles
your giggles, make the sweetest sound
arousing my dimples; biting my lip up
i arouse & astound behind my zipper
i can't keep him down
when i harden, please pardon, the mannishness
my manners is, inappropriate
even more so's my hope to get you soaking wet
like when i'm choking you while i'm stroking it
then sliding down your throat to choke you again
under your skirt; tongue first; i'm inside to soak it in
with one verse, that doesn't rhyme
it just makes you wanna cry; & climb up the walls
reveling from someone wonderful
wearing my fragrance
to cum off the thought of me later
an appreciator to what my lips do
to insist you steal a kiss or two, or several; whenever
...should i stop now
she moans, no never; not now; not ever
i agree with her, then lift her, higher than she's use to
trying to incite a riot inside her, to drive her cuckoo
revealing my feelings are sincerely mutual
sealing her thighs towards her eyes, with my face in her
honey i'm hungry; tonight you're my steak dinner
face full of munchies
don't pinch me, just punch me
to wake me or something
wait, don't wake me for nothing
or at least wait till after you fuck me
drive her cuckoo
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