Rough Morning Sex

I’m going to be polite, after all I’m a gentleman,
You work 9 to 5, before you go to work,
I’m going to feel on that body,
Place my hands on your pound cake,
Extend your legs,
Give me 15 minutes,
I’m going to be your alarm clock,

We’ll start with you on your side,
I’m going to please you the right way,
Let me be your sugar daddy,
Lick all that sugar off your chest,
Dripping a little bit of honey,
You’ll lose control,
Ripping our bed sheets in half,

After I raw dog you,
I’ll flip you over,
Lay you on your stomach,
Have you spread your sweet cakez,
Start with a gentle massage,
When you start twitching,
I’ll dive deep,

After 20 minutes,
You plead for me to stop,
Not a request but demand me to stop,
Can’t control your body,
It keeps shaking uncontrollably,
Eyes rolling into the back of your head,
Pulling my hair,
Got me drowning in your pum-pum,

I’m going to be polite, after all I’m a gentleman,
You work 9 to 5, before you go to work,
I’m going to feel on that body,
Place my hands on your pound cake,
Extend your legs,
Give me 15 minutes,
I’m going to be your alarm clock,

Let me do all the work,
Doesn’t matter if you lay still,
I’m going to wreck your life,
Roll you up,
Light a joint,
Smoke you real slow,
I’m going to kiss the inside of your rib-cage,

Take off every piece of your clothing,
Place your legs around my waist,
Staring into those brown eyes,
Terrified of what is to come,
Start with a slow blues rhythm,
Work our way up to steady house music,

Scratching my back like a daredevil,
Biting my neck like a vampire,
Red lipstick on my dress shirt,
Didn’t anticipate you flipping me over,
Riding me like we are participating in a rodeo,
Demanding me to say your name,

I’m going to be polite, after all I’m a gentleman,
You work 9 to 5, before you go to work,
I’m going to feel on that body,
Place my hands on your pound cake,
Extend your legs,
Give me 15 minutes,
I’m going to be your alarm clock,

Fourth quarter we gotta’ finish,
Can’t let time run out,
Keep up our strength up,
Kissing my chest with those wet lips,
Tightening your pum-pum,
Suffocating me by shoving my face in your breasts,

Your neck starts to twitch,
Hair flying back and forth like a rock-star,
Eyes of a succubus stealing my soul,
Doesn’t matter,
We’ve come this far,
Can’t let mortality keep me from achieving peak pleasure,

Sweat dripping down from your neck,
Ends of your hair caressing my chest,
Nails dug deep into my skin,
A little bit of blood dripping from your lip,
Asked if I am ready,
Volcanic eruption proved hell yeah,

I’m going to be polite, after all I’m a gentleman,
You work 9 to 5, before you go to work,
I’m going to feel on that body,
Place my hands on your pound cake,
Extend your legs,
Give me 15 minutes,
I’m going to be your alarm clock,

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