Silky and wet

That silk robe got my mind going.
So I'm letting this paper talk to my imagination.
I'm so caught up in the thought of touching your skin.
I don't want to get caught up in the gutter but this morning I'm visiting.
Bed head don't mean nothing when we would be do something.
Like fucking it up for a reason.
I want to kiss your neck while on top of you with your hair and my hands connecting.
When it's good you don't count the seconds.
Nothing was asked but I'll be answering.
How long will I play with your pussy until you want me in.
Let me stroke your hair while my tongue massages your nipples like it's my occupation.
Until you put them thighs on my shoulders for this French kissing.
Your cum on my face is my compensation.
But the tip will be when you let me slide this dick in.
Looking into your eyes I'll be playing with your twins.
Put your hands on my chest and tell what you're feeling.
I'll pull it out to the head and go back in stroking.
I want to see your juices glisten.
Together we can meet this quota on your pleasure production.
Watch me invest my energy in you like banking.
You'll love this meeting.