Face Sitting

You want me to sit on your face  
This is neither the time nor the place  
I'm not feeling to do anything in haste  
In other words, what's the race  
 
If I do decide  
To let that mouth come inside  
It has to be as sweet as pie  
Makes me so wet as the tide  
 
You say you can take me to the sky above  
What's between those lips is as tender as a dove  
What is wrong I'm giving you a little push do I need to shove  
If I sit on your face, I'll suffocate you love  
 
More like I will drown you in the depths  
As I ride you, thinking you're not that inept  
Still my head is not on this concept  
Do you understand me yet
 
Maybe in a week or two  
When my mood is not shades of blue  
When the flow has finished and gone through  
Whatever roller coaster it wants to put me through  
 
 You're adorable, my pet  
I'll give you a call to get your lips wet  
There's no one else who gets this don't sweat  
Don't stand there and expect  
 
When a Dom says No!  
You must go  
Don’t you know  
That's the end of this show