She shall ride me one day for investigation
Of the swagger displayed, with pleasing confidence
To satisfy hunger of the looming cadence
Raging to savour joy past the wetness action

These blistering moments in the warming black hole
That crunches ambition to fill it with juices
In an explosive way without the abuses
Of salivating ways dripping away the pole

Shall she be pleased of ride, or left wanting more lust
As gallantly behaved, will introduce my tongue
To flick onto her bean for squirting, final flung

Caressing in moment, with forming layer crust
In this satisfied state as detectives in thirst
Looking at each other, hoping more after first