Two Heads

What I get 'in the mood' I start thinking of you 
I want both of your heads between my legs
My hands on your ass pulling you in harder and deeper 
My legs spread letting you ravage this want for your pulse inside of me
I want the thrust of a cheetah
I want you to move fast but slow down  when needed
Pretend like its the History Channel showing the world your brilliance


I want the tongue that wiggles about like a snake on the prowl 
I want your fingers inside of me when you lick up my ice-cream
I want you to take the cherry off like its my first time 
I want your banana to split this bitch
If it isn't rough it isn't fun baby 
And I want both of your heads between my legs