Kitty juices all up in your beard
Just the way you like it
Your sweat dripping between my cleavage
Just as you bite it
I squirm
You smirk
I won't try to fight it
Lips of my garden wrapped around your hose
So tight you wonder
How many layers there are to this rose
Tongue so deep you probably tasting my soul
I'm tasting me by the means of you
Where's your mind at baby?
Let me fuck that too.
