He makes me laugh,
And he makes me smile,
He makes me feel so fragile.
His soft touch,
And his seductive voice,
Always leave me with no choice.

He caresses my chest
And massages my breasts,
And makes me want more
of him on my flesh.
He licks my nipples,
And he suckles on them,
Making his manhood
Erect and firm.
He spreads my legs,
He feels my moisture,
He kisses me softly,
And adjusts my posture.

I know he wants me,
And it's clear I want him.
He penetrates me gently,
And gets me worshiping him.
His rhythm is so predictable,
The pleasure: truly inexplicable.
And when it all builds up in me,
He slows down,
And he slides out.

He leaves me sad,
He leaves me sore,
But most of all,
He leaves me wanting more.