Thief In The Night

It's nine thirty-five at night,
and I'm finishin up my evening routine.
I'm fresh out the shower by this time,
and I'm ready for the sheep to start leaping.

As soon as I get my pajamas on,
she calls me and asks if I can come through.
Thinkin nothin of it, I say, "Yeah, why not?
I'll stop by and chill for a few."

There's a fan in her window set to low,
and the moon is in full bloom.
Little did I know what was goin to happen,
the moment I set foot in her room.

Her clothes literally vanished in the shadows,
with the moonlight reflectin her birthday suit.
I'm still stunned on how quuickly her clothes came off,
when she whispers, "Let me play your meat flute.."

My white beater disappears with my pajama bottoms,
as she sayin, "I'm garanteed to make your toes curl.."
Her tongue glides from my neck to my chest,
implyin skill that was slowly beginning to unfurl.

She then started takin me in slowly,
utilizing her tongue for that extra support.
My eyes are gettin heavy and my head is swayin back,
meaning she's passin with flying colors on this report.

I feel my toes curlin up slowly but surely,
which means she stayed true to her word.
This woman has soul-steaing skills,
and she's silent with with almost no slurps.

We position ourselves to make that sensual number,
because I insisted in returning the favor.
She's moanin on me as I write the alphabet on her board,
as we continue to savor each other's flavor.

She's havin difficulty speaking,
yet, I hear her mumble out, "You passed my Spelling Bee....
I....mmmm don't stop....can't take it anymore....
please...oohhh yesss...give it to mmeeee......"

After I prepared myself to get settled in between her,
she immediately took control.
She lays me down on her bed,
and whispers, "I'm gonna slide up and down your pole..."

I'm amazed by her moment of aggression,
even more so on how she rides me with such ease.
Her caramel tone fruits bouncin in front of me,
has my eyes rollin into my optic sleeves.

She suddenly speeds up her motions,
as if she was ridin in a rodeo show.
she starts screamin at the top of her lungs,
"Ooohhh god.....I'm about to let it flow!!"

She's on a free-riding rapture,
and she just can't stop shaking.
To my complete and total surprise,
she's got me moanin and my body quaking.

My heart is poundin through my chest,
while that luscious electricity flows through my spine.
Her body is completely numb from her joy ride,
so she lays her limber, yet delicious body on mine.

This Aphrodisiac was so blissful, yet very aggressive,
as to how quickly we reached our maximum flight.
Exhausted, she softly whispers i my ear,
"You're my Thief In The Night..."