Concerto

Concerto no 21 in the air
The sweet scent of your skin fills the air
Hypnotized by your glare
You are feeling every feeling you're aware
Your boyfriend texts but you don't care
You have never reached these heights and he's never there

He never binds you to the chair
And let your blouse get a tare
He wouldn't gag you with a handkerchief
And the moments are so brief
And now you're loving the way my tongue:
Works its way round and round
Till you're barking like a hound
So when he is no longer around
And still messing around
You will call me
And have another round of sweet pleasure
You treasure
Every moment am around
Because am the best fuck you'll ever have