What You Do

This wanton lust is directed all to you
don't tell me you don't have a clue
the way my eyes devour your ample curves
no reluctance when I serve

To present the throbbing dick you inspire
no way I can avoid your fire
don't really care what others think
let them drown in their stiff drinks

You know what turns me on as you walk and prance
lead me to the motion of sensual dance
body pressed close and enhailing the scent
you sport a grin when you feel my pitched tent

Hardly make it to the car
heck we could have done it in the bar
the unisex bathroom with a lock
when my manhood is solid as a rock

The drive home is a challenge indeed
your mouth so wanting of my seed
I stop the car for you to taste
and not let the aroused moment go to waste

The hours are ours because desires do command
a tour of bodies is totally the plan
I want to make an impression so deep that even when you are alone
you get excited recalling my moans

How I called your name as the cream did flow
and the pleasure of the afterglow
one addiction which won't shorten your years
intensity of which will be found few peers...