Touch Free

She's my woman and she sucks on me
I'm everything that she hears and everything that she sees
She is my woman and I smell of her all of the time
I like to suck on her, so my face always shine
 
We are totally affectionate whenever we are close
The horses are just leaving the stall and we can't even make post
As soon as the movie starts, there is a touch followed by a kiss
With a little bit of tongue the whole movie has been missed  
  
We cant sit apart, we have a hunger to touch
But just like kids, we complain the other is touching to much
Soon my hand is down her front or back
And instead of her retreating, she's ready to attack
  
Kisses are returned, touches are felt
Backs are laid, knees are knelt
Mouths and hands go to work building everything up
Bodies still craving, even after we erupt
  
Do you want to try this, can we give it a whirl
Yes Boo just like that, now that's my girl
The Kama Sutra, and A Thousand Nights Of Great Sex
We burned through those books keeping time in check
  
Work is jeopardized when all that you can think of is last night
But the only thing that you can think of after lunch is last night
Can you recreate the same chemistry, the same passion and pain  
Could you hold her right there until the gods brought the rain
  
Earth shaking is the only way to describe our loving
We take sex all the way out there and hang it on nothing
Time disappears, gravity has no pull
Our bodies are constantly fed, but we can't get full
  
Haha she's my woman and she sucks on me
I'm everything that she hears and everything that she sees
She is my woman and I smell of her all of the time
I like to suck on her, so my face always shine