Mustache Rides

I'm laying in bed
fresh from a
mustache
ride


My twitching
center is wet
from your
forcefulness


You saver
my flavor
while
licking your
lips


I can see
my nectar
sparkles
in your
mustache


That's only
the first
ride
I'm glad
you have
handlebars


I'm going to
need to
hold onto
something
for the
next
ride


I went fast
on the first
ride
You shifted
me and I
gave you
the fuel


Every prick
of your
thick
stache
felt
wicked
As I
came
you
soaked my
liquid up
with your
tongue


As I lay
still
I turn to
you and
smile
I rub
your mustache
with my
thumb


Waiting for
the next
ride