His way

The need for you is explained by my breathy coo and our exchange of glances from sitting across the room. I need no other-no part time lover. No need for used repertoire. There is nothing more than this. The subliminal hiss of your tongue within my hips. Go and stretch me afar. The balloon like shaped particle mist

Drifted into the sky blue and mint like breath of his. He's super freaky yeaaaahhhoooow.

He's super freaky now. He's a super freak and slings it around. I'd be a dummy if I would let him get away. I would be a crazy sleepy fool if I said I would not lay up with him. I need to feel him bust on through. I know it's good for you. I need to give into him. He is my master.

My king on a throne. And I don't want to be left alone.