The Need

You need me like I need you.
Take off your clothes I know what to do.
To heat you up I'll oil you down.
You'll do as I say I wear the crown.

Skin soft and shiney your ready to mate.
With eyes on fire you know your fate.
Hips held firm a connection is made.
The pounding you take will never fade.

Orgasms so hard you can't seem to talk.
Hell, you'll be lucky if you can even walk.
Screaming your name he leaves his seed.
As you have read we all have the need.

BMR