Doing It

I want to fuck you in the morning
Take you on the floor
With your legs up in the air
Yes and pressed against the door

Late at night before slumber
To finish off time awake
Speech may not be needed
Just the movements the bodies can make

Your thighs lead to that bliss
Cream from me the call of the day
Give take, wanting it all
Wouldn't have it any other way

Not content with one position
In which my seed does flow
A variety of turns and motions
Both rapid release but some others may be slow

So the end may not be what it appears
Even rising from where we lay
For my mission is to make it feel so good
You coming back on many more days