My Lyfestyle Through Lyrics
Morning head to make you rise. I’m ready for my morning ride.
Slowly, rhythmically as I rise and fall. Pleasurely, whimpering your name I call.
Cupping these warm beasts, ass and thighs. The tempo picks up as we lock eyes.
Profane murmurs, as you guide my body along. Feels so right, yet feels so wrong.
You push and pull my hips down and up. Your warm love inside me I can’t get enough.
You move me in closer for a passionate kiss. mmm the taste of our juices upon your lips.
In your rhythm I can feel our climaxes are near. Your breath and warm whispers within my ear.
“I’m almost there… right there” I cry softly to you. You softly tell me “You like that don’t you? I’m giving it all to you boo.”
I lean back and thrust my hips forward for all your manhood. Mmmm it’s been quite sometimes since I felt this good.
You lean forward tickling, tonguing and sucking my nipples. I’m Wetter. Electric; Tingling and shivers through my body it ripples.
Faster… deeper… harder… you go. I’ve lost my thoughts. My mind has been blown.
Faster and faster… faster and faster… we’re about to burst. Mmmm baby you’re about to quench my thirst.
*gasps*… *sighs*… *profane screams*. We’ve reached the peak together it seems.
Removing you from me to lick our juices from your love. God must’ve have sent you, my angel, from above.
I smile as I watch you drift asleep. I lye quietly beside you as you embrace me.
I watch you sleep. The rise and fall of your chest. The smile left on your face during this much needed rest.
I await you for another hour or so with nothing else to do. Giving u time to rest. Another morning ride; round two.
[Thank you @fijdog for the beautiful song that I played on repeat when writing this poem. Thank you to the man I had in mind at the time.]