When your dating someone young and folks keep telling him boy you ain’t grown

and you know for a fact that he’s shown

you otherwise especially when he grab your thighs

as he’s eating so peacefully as he look in your eyes

girl this boy make me feel high

as he fuck me

I can touch the skies while wearing shades

because the stars are in my eyes

sexually levitating my mental waves

got my body going crazy

dick so good I nick named it hazey

cause it turns purple

from the abuse he gives my walls

tearing through my halls

making his presence known

by releasing my trapped soul with every moan

man that boy grown

when he plant those lips on me

my heart knows it’s home

while sucking his dick

he grabs my hair and says this your shit

this boy picked me up and licked my clit

had me feeling like that bitch

managing to keep me higher than I ever been

he gently sticks his tongue and fingers in

making me cum

he flips me over and start to bend

my body in ways only a contortionist would comprehend

arms and toes near so many holes

my hips he grab as my throat he choke

feeling battered as he pin me down and continue to stroke

filling my pussy so deep this boy fucking my soul

going deeper and deeper he says he’s digging for gold

I am the reason he has that look in his eyes

that look he wear with pride

The Look of Satisfaction