For Whom The Bell Toll

I found myself tongue painting stanzas upon the canvas of her clit
The whole fucking house illuminated when that bud was lit
Spelling out rhyming lines, one alphabet at a time
Building the tempo, hahaha chain smoking her mind

Come on baby girl you know that you deserve what you get
You keeping daddy hard and knowing that pussy's all wet
There was a time that you didn't let me get my pant down and you was on the tip
Deep throating, tongue flicking, now baby girl don't even trip

You had a motherfucker all up against the wall, baby girl how you gonna do me
Sucking one ball down into your throat, while I'm up on my tippy toeys
Painting grafitti on my nut sack, yeah you used a tongue brush
But that pussy scent was permeating giving me a head rush

Thanks were given as we kissed,  and we both exchanged taste
While straddling my lap, I snatched your hair back giving your neck a taste
Encouraging you baby girl to climb up onto my face
Let daddy lick and suck everything that I find below your waist

Tongue running back and forth along your crack and slit
Put one foot on my shoulder while holding my head and let me suck that clit
Biting and sucking on those lips, hell yeah those thigh trembles were my sign
Back tongueing that pussy hole and sucking that clit, like I've lost my mind

As you trembled all over my face, your legs couldn't support your weight
Slowly lowering yourself knowing being impaled is your fate
While holding on to my shoulders, I have an ass cheek in each hand
Slowly and with force, I thrusted upward deliberately meeting her demand

Mouth finding mouth, each fighting for and sharing our last breath
Clenching on to each other's last bits, trying to claim whatever's left
Our portraits have been painted, along with our hearts they have been hung
We destined to continue colliding until both our bells have rung