the Way Love Should Be Made

I have found your zone I feel your  tremble
I move this small button from side to side
and every time that I do you convulse
Isn’t this the way love should be made
Your hips swiveling your eyes on fire
Your hands grasp the back of my head as I
Make my way down between your thighs
Isn’t this the way that love should be made?
I taste your juices how they sweetly flow.

I squeeze your button in between my lips
My finger run circles around nipples
Isn’t this the way love should be made?
Your muscles tending body convulses
In ecstasy you are out of control
Your pleasure is mine my pleasure is yours
I’ll not stop till you are satisfied
This love making may not soon have an end.

Your exhausted thighs trembling
begging for entrance firm thighs open wide
I enter your slowly but building hard
My shaft sinks deep in as it goes.
Rhythm is rapid rhythmic slow
I adjust according to your movement
trying my best to keep you satisfied.

I’m losing control you beg for my semen
The pressure has built and now I blow
I have no control you have the power
I sink into you our arms entwine me
My heart is beating deep within your hear
You look at me in deep satisfaction