That sticky sweet taste of liquor on my lips.
You taste it when we kiss.
Two bodies one soul. In sensual bliss.
We pull apart but also still stick.

A tenacious lover.
You know what you're doing under the covers.
Removing them so I don't smother,
As I thoroughly explore the land down under.

I have a kink for watching you squirm.
Ehen the pulsing starts, you're gonna learn,
You're panting heavily and now it's my turn.
Caressing me your lips while you give your hand a turn.

Pleasure welling up in my chest,
But we need to stop before we make a mess,
I honestly need to confess,
That I wanna finish in your honey- filled nest.

You take hold of my reins.
Slowing down the blood flow to my brain.
Making it...