I have a lover who never moans about me riding her

The memories of those first nights fade
When I rode you in the dead of night
As I learned your feel, caressed your curves.
I sensed the anticipation and the danger of the road ahead;The thrill as we went down, me on top of you.
It’s dangerous, some people say.
A friend broke his finger the other day. 
But you offer such a mad rush, I just can’t get enough.
You never whine you never moan about the bills or about me being on the phone.
You never call me when your left alone or badger me to come home.
You do not mind if your not my only one, as long when we’re together we have some fun.
As we roll together across the floor I feel we are one all the more.
You are my skateboard you are my friend and my love for you will never end.