ORAL SIN

When you slide your through my opening
And feel my anticipation
Playing with my box, knowing that my climaxing is our only option.
You feeling my insides
And place your head between my thighs
Autographing my insides with your tongue
When the joy of my juices flow down
Into your mouth, your tongue will drown
From touching my inner walls with in
Filling your mouth with the sweet juices of sin.