Buffet...

It's the vibes when goin under... That pulse that bounces on the hungar... Twistin the tongue into a slight pause... Feelin the way she grips my head in her palms... The tremors from moans reachin the surface with nowhere to go... That's where I luv to put in the work... Lickin the eyes into the back of her mind... For when they turn back my way I've done earned more time... Down in between the poundin that covers my ears... Thighs squeezin for the contact to heel... That tender twitch on the ricochet simply turns me on... Off the bed as she knows not of where she's goin... Tryin to get away from the relentless pleasure in which I take... Diggin in to her thump that claims my face... Drippin off the leap soakin the chin as if I cannot get enough... Feelin her movement as she clings to my touch... Beneath the waist I bow to tease... Now beg me pretty please...