It's like that, sweet writhe... right there

It's that walk,
that stare
that smile
that look
will take you there...

(because)

you know
she's down
to do it
anywhere

that's the prelude
to what we're speaking of...

It's her will
her feel
her scent,
her touch
giving her all
is never too much

it's that hook
her style
what flair
you can tell
that  she's got savoir faire

it's that whiff
a gift, to writhe
the pain asway
her  form, cum, play
he aches to feed of



so she thinks
now's the time
to send him up above...

It's her...
soft,
wet
kisses
in the ear hisses

as she takes her time
fulfilling  his many wishes

mmmm yea,
he's writhing about...
indescribable feelings
this is, and in one motion,
she envelopes
her comforming walls
fits him like a glove...

It's the moans
the groans
the Oooohhhs,
and aaaahhh's
then that OOOHH Fffuucckk yea baby
Mmmmm... god right there

now he's giving
it to her
everywhere
it's so hot,
and so wet
she wants
all she can get...

as their screams
of ecstasy
expose their sounds

of making love...