Before the Bell

I want to feel you lips, on my neck
Your fingers against my lips
As your finger presses forward
And takes a slow, wet dip
Inside me, as I moan in love
As you grind against me, from above
You kiss me deep and spread my hips
Slam forward with your cock, your tongue between my lips
Taking me slow and steady
I pull you close as I get ready
To hug your cock with each orgasm
And feel you slam forward in your own love spasms