Dipping

I'll dip my dick into your dew
The depth, the wet, the warmth of you
Stir the pot and mix the brew
Time my strokes until we're through
 
You are the holster for my gun
This is not work, it's fucking fun
My balls are hitting on your bun
I'll slap your leather 'til we're done
 
I hear you say, let me on top
It is not yet the time to stop
Now I will be the traffic cop
We'll go some more 'til we both pop
 
Your breasts are swaying in my face
You lower to begin the race
Dick disappears in your hot place
You fuck me at a frantic pace
 
Your walls restrict and squeeze my tool
I rise against you, I'm no fool
You climax on my balls, a pool
Now I can also, that's the rule
 
I shoot my load into your twat
Add it to the boiled pot
Fill you with all the cum I've got
Your pussy milks me for the lot