Feen

I daily feen my Creole Queen
To be with her for an hour
To penetrate should be my fate
If my cock still has the power

To pass the test, to hold her breasts
Bring her nipples to my lips
Satisfy her  every longing
Massage her with my finger tips

To feel her heat, with throbbing meat
Is always my desire
She is my sage, she's all the rage
She sets my cock on fire

Her legs are spread, I want my head
Between her thighs of gold
I want to kiss, this Creole miss
Exploring every crease and fold

To lick her clit, to taste of it
Her orgasm to produce
Would make me proud, if she screamed out loud
“Now you may drink my pussy juice!”