Quickie

Quickie

I know we haven't got much time but I've really got the horn, if I dont get some relief, I'll end up all forlorn

Come on baby, I know there's stuff to get done and do, but I'm feeling randy, I hope you feel it too

Just step out your panties, I'll pull up your skirt, we do away with foreplay, there is no need to flirt

You just bend over, if you'd be that way inclined, I'll creep up around the back and do you from behind

I'll lubricate your pussy, I'll use a bit of spit, I'll put it on my fingers then wipe it on your slit

Then I'll guide my cock in, I'll slowly start to grind, soon your be nice and wet, use your dirty mind

No time for positions, no playing with your bum, just pumping till it's over, we'll go until we cum

Then we can rearrange our clothes, you can sort out your just fucked hair, then it's back to the party, where our friends are waiting there

I know its risky to fuck like this, I know it's not our kitchen but I've been wanting you all night, to get you I've been itching

You look so hot in that skirt, stockings and high heels, you just made me horny, babe you know just how it feels

No one has missed us, our secrets ours to keep, shame we had to fuck in their kitchen, when to their bedroom we could creep

God I needed to fuck you, I was horny and turned on, why do you look so worried, our quickie wasn't wrong


Ron