Roof-down
Its sunset strip
Porsche cabriolet
Nine-eleven turbo time
We drive to the beach
Top-down, top off
The wind in her hair
That raw engine sound
The exhilaration profound
Wet, she touches herself
Lips plump and tingling
Already fully lubricated
She wants what she wants
And who am I to deny
She is looking delectable
And I’m eating out

Shifting gears
Zero to 100
Gucci pink bikini
Flashing all that she is
So much glorious flesh on show
Modesty it’s not her style
I can all but taste her
My imagination fast and furious
Bad girls love expencive...