Can I Speak?

I wanna kiss your spot down from your navel
Show you that I am able
To...take.... you.... there...
And when I get you to that place
That's when I multipy my pace
Speeding up the production I am producing in you
directing your every move
Positioning you in different positions to formulate your movements
By the way I am speaking to you.
So I slow it down
You receive very well
I can tell
your into the role
You play your part well
And I wisper "that's a good girl"
Your emotions motions in the mood you create
A pleasurable, tangeable substance that I can taste
And I embrace
What I feel on the tip of my tounge
I cannot say the word or words that describe what I'm doing.... they say its rude to speak with food in your mouth
So I continue to spell them out
On you
By the way you move
Your responses tell me your near
So I then progress with the aggression needed to help you reach......
Gently... as I speak......