Between your thighsbySkipBoxx©
Your eyes look to the man below,
then roll toward the skies.
Your juices start to gently flow
to the tongue between your thighs.
His head’s smooth, shaven clean,
the way you like your guys.
Grasping the baldness in between,
locked between your thighs.
Raise your hips to meet his face,
as passion starts to rise.
He’s now found the perfect place,
licking between your thighs.
You begin to call God’s name,
with your orgasmic cries,
with praises you cannot contain,
for the man between your thighs.