Kid's, Don't Freak Out....

We quickly go to our room and shed the clothes we're wearing
trying to be quiet so nobody notices we're missing
I prime my man so he's ready for me, he loves that I do that
There's no time to choreograph the sex we're about to have, hell I'm not even going to cum
I know he will and that's what matters, we're pressed for time
I'll need some finger banging, tongue action, nipple sucking to get me off
And there's no time for that right now
For now I just ride him, he'll watch my tits bounce around and breathe heavy
He'll grab a handful of my ass, call me bad names and try not to explode so fast
But he will, because he's fucking me
My breasts are in his face and I'm fucking him, and then it happens
I tell him he's a beast, he gives me a kiss and helps me find my sweats
Just then I'm needed, I hear my name being called from somewhere in the house
I get quizzed, why didn't I answer the first seven times I was called
What was I doing, couldn't I hear them shouting my name
To which I simply say, Kid's, Don't Freak Out....your parent's have sex!