Switch Up the Tempo
Deciding
How I want you
Is like choosing the perfect song
Finding the right rhythm
Connecting with the beat
Creating the tempo
Allowing the moment to flow on its own
Before we get started
I need the vibe to become more than just
A vibe
My hands grab your body
Pulling you close
Chest to chest
Softness
Brings me to attention
Time
To
Switch
I turn you around
Ass pressed against my dick
My hands on your waist
Body movementsSaying your ready
However
I make you wait
As much as I want to remove
Your dress and slide in you
I
Switch
It
Again
Keeping you on your toes
Kisses form on your neck
Sounds of moan in the key of A Minor
Feel the room
Our bodies
Continuing to move
Both needing that connection
Another
Switch
Up
Dress lifted up
Ass exposed
No panties
ShowYou were ready for tonight
A handful
And soon after
A smack
One after another
Get harder
And harder
Leaving a handprint
A temporary tattoo
For where I need to grab next
Moaning becomes soft whimpering
Giving me permission
To
Switch
Up
The tempo
I bend you over
Back arched
Lips now greet me
Awaiting me
To
Slide
In
Your patience has paid offPants down
I enter you
Pussy tight yet soaked
Accepted my entry
With hair pulled
I get deeper
Moaning hits an higher octave
As ass movements
Cause waves of passion
Engulfed by your moisture
Another
Tempo
Change
Back shot
Back shot
Back shot
The tempo stays on short replay
For it’s time to lay you down
Flip you over
And see those feet reach the heavens
My hands
Now placed around your neck
Soft squeezes commence
As I enter you deeperNails are now digging into my back
Scars of passion
Legs wrapped around me
Your prized possession
Each stroke
Becomes wetter than the last
Rhythm has changed
Time to
Change
Up
The
Tempo
Movements become consistent
I’m ready for a ride
One roll
Leads to you as my rider
My dick
Your gear
Shifting your body
Up and down
Back and forth
Faster
Faster
Cruel Intentions indeed
My hands placed on thatPreviously placed passionate
Temporary tattoo
Gives you the extra bounce
Needed
Last
Tempo
Change
I’m close to cumming inside you
You continue to ride
Awaiting my warmth
To
Mix your wetness
Your grind becomes stronger
Intense
Moans are being sung
As if I am your choir director
And you are blessing me with a solo
I slam you down on me
Causing instant pulsating throbbing
Followed
By the warmth of me
Racing upwards
Complimenting and applauding
Your ride along the wayBoth bodies
Still connected
The song
Has ended
A rhythm
Was
Found
Played
Recorded
The tempo
However
Will always remain