Lick it up and set it down.
Fill it up and suck it around.
Stroke it firmly.
Watch it fill.
Hot like wasabi is his skill
Sits him down in the chair.
Climbs up his body, fingers his hair.
Don’t move she orders his manly hands.
Hot like Siracha is this man.
Wonder what he thinks as she.
Settles down upon her knees.
Gazes up in wondrous joy.
At the abundance of his mighty toy.
Eye to eye she views her prize.
Purrs in happiness at its size.
Flows like a bee caught in flight.
Opens her mouth to the sight.
Cumming down with milky grace.
His pleasure is all for her to take.
Hot like wasabi is this man.
More and more she demands.
Hot like Siracha is her toy.
