Nourish her flower.
Teach it how to bloom.
Allow the scent of her femininity
to fill the room.
A touch, your only tool. Drive her crazy, make her feel like a fool. Keep your cool. Make it a case, while you Kim and Mary her. Touch her, tease her. Do everything to please her. Your name becomes her rhythm, watch her flow. Tina her and turn her, make her proud and call Mary her. Freeze her mind, and stutter your tongue. She's sprung. Can't get enough, I dare her to try and play tough. My trigger. She slithers. Body like a snake, her screams I will take, make her body shake. It's an earthquake! An explosion of her love all over my face. She likes it nasty. A little ******, always remaining classy. I like it when she's sassy. It's mine; she knows it. So when her body goes into that little fit, I shift. Licking my lips, complete with satisfaction. Turn her into pieces just to put the fraction back together. She knows only I, can make her wetter. ****, she better.