He holds me in his arms as my protector
And I let him hover over my body
Sensual seduction slowly creeping between us
He rubs my legs and I bite his chin
Caressing his sweet juices prematurely erupting
From his magic
He uses it on me whenever I'm in the mood
Bitter sweet moment because I love when we spoon but I'm more in love when he spoons me from behind
Taking it all in as I feed his hunger
Thirsty for a taste to quench his mouth he strolls down to my flowing waters
He drinks for however long it's flowing
As I become in need of my own taste, I take a ride as if I'm a cowgirl riding backwards in the night making my way to my black prey he yells night rider over and again
And I pull numbers out of my bag to let my prey know it's time to pay his debt
69 is what you owe and I position myself to take what's mine
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