i'll start at your ankles rubbing your feet w/ my lips & my fingers whispering these thank you's kisses positioned places to wake you whisking up your calves, to your ass hands at half mast just to spank you you gasp, then you laugh, like it tickles your giggles, make the sweetest sound arousing my dimples; biting my lip up i arouse & astound behind my zipper i can't keep him down when i harden, please pardon, the mannishness my manners is, inappropriate even more so's my hope to get you soaking wet like when i'm choking you while i'm stroking it then sliding down your throat to choke you again under your skirt; tongue first; i'm inside to soak it in with one verse, that doesn't rhyme it just makes you wanna cry; & climb up the walls reveling from someone wonderful wearing my fragrance to cum off the thought of me later an appreciator to what my lips do to insist you steal a kiss or two, or several; whenever ...should i stop now she moans, no never; not now; not ever i agree with her, then lift her, higher than she's use to trying to incite a riot inside her, to drive her cuckoo revealing my feelings are sincerely mutual sealing her thighs towards her eyes, with my face in her honey i'm hungry; tonight you're my steak dinner face full of munchies don't pinch me, just punch me to wake me or something wait, don't wake me for nothing or at least wait till after you fuck me