The more I want the less I feel it
The more I get the less I need it
I’ve got this under control

Feel lips on lips
To taste salty skin
And her muscles tense
As I tighten my grip
Where smooth meets rough
And soft meets hard
And she always wants more
Of what I’ve got to supply

To lie side by side
With her legs between mine
To feel breath on my skin
To change lanes and then gears
Where two meets one
But three’s twice as fun
And she always wants more
Of what I’ve got to supply
To be always hungry
And never satisfied
To quench her thirst
From on top or behind
Where two meets one
But three’s twice as fun
And she always wants more
Of what I’ve got to supply