Whiskey dance

She watches me,
While I push your face down into the bed.

She touches herself,
My hands move from the back of your head.

I run my fingers,
down the curve of your spine.

She holds her breath,
And gasp once I make you mine.

I turn you over,
"Face me you whore",

You bite your lip,
and I enter you once more.

She grabs my balls,
As I squeeze at your thighs.

She sits on your face,
And she stares in my eyes.

She rides your tongue,
And I grab at your breast.

She cums on your face,
And I cum on her chest.