I'm stepping in the shower with the scent of his manhood all over my face
I would rather stay sweaty and sticky, instead of washing him away
As I wash myself I imagine they are his hands invading my space
Trying to carry the memories of last night with me today
Reminiscing on how his sex is the best I ever had
We fuck for hours and when it's over I'm mad
Not because I am not satisfied, that's not it all
I just want him to always be knee deep in me, with his dick snuggled in my walls
ADickted to his love? Yeah I will admit
That man lays the pipe down, Damn he is the shit.....
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