Rainchecked

I'm coming baby, I'm coming girl
I'm coming baby, give it to me girl
You say you want nothing but busting from this swollen thrusting
Hold on Lil Momma, let's take our time,no fucking rushing

Baby Girl, you have absolutely no idea of the slime that's on my mind
I'm gonna work a lather up in that pussy and then eat it one more time
I'm gonna play around the top, just to make you beg
Then hit it hard and deep, you think you're being fisted, but it's that fucking third leg

You claim you only need the pain, you need a good hard fucking
You want to release that stress with some bodies twisting and asses bucking
You want to sweat like you've been in the sun all day, the sun beaming down but that's okay
You take my nut sack and fan yourself, two dogs holding up traffic in the middle of play

Hahaha, Lil Momma, we've just begun, back that ass up to my tongue it has something to say
Let it wag and lick til it teaches that pussy how to fetch and stay
The dick and the tongue are both working as a team
The dick loves the fit, but the tongue feens for the cream

The way that you clench up just before you let out a scream
After tonight Baby Girl, I'm gonna be in and out of your dreams
You now have to admit that the pipe was laid right
After I leave everything gaping that was once nice and tight

Ovaries beat the fuck up, in the morning the bottom of your stomach a little sore
You're calling and texting by lunch telling me that you need some more
You missed me sliding into your mouth, far enough into your throat to make you gag
But you beg for a fucking rain check, as of this morning you're on the fucking rag