She kisses him and looks at me over his shoulder,
as he bites her neck and she moans with lust.
Then he raises her skirt getting bolder, much bolder.
My hopes of having her are lying in dust.
She sucks on his tongue, writhing against him.
Her juices are flowing and he strokes her soft skin.
Arousing by touching limb after limb.
She’s lost to me now, the wages of sin.
They sink to the floor as if I’m not there.
His hands in her panties, moving and finding,
Her secret places, without any hair.
Together they move, sensuously grinding.
She squeals with delight as he touches the spot.
Legs wide open, she moves on the floor.
And tells him to give her, whatever he’s got.
I’ve lost her, I know it and head out the door.
