Analysis of Papi

I never met a man that didn’t like being called Papi.

White, black or brown they all like to hear the sound of Papi.

Let me kiss and caress your back while I whisper Papi.
Don’t try to stop me.

I’m taking in your scent that takes me over the edge

Licking Papi’s ear whispering my naughty thoughts.
Thoughts only he will hear.

My finger tips tracing your navel.
Papi don’t move.  Now I have you in the mood.

Unzip your pants,
I know you love the touch of my hands.

You know I know how to handle Papi.
Let Mami do all the work.

Papi Do you have a safe word?
It can’t be stop.
Just wait till I’m on top.

I’m on top looking down.
I love the sounds Papi makes.

Papi tells me let’s take a break.
He wants to be able to see another day.