Consensual - Landon Tewers

She’s crossed her legs

Taking puffs off my cigarette

Sending vibes like she’s not concerned that we just met

But who’s to say I’m not a different man when clothes come off?

Feeling risky like a smoker with a bloody cough

You look like you could use a violent fuck I could be wrong

I like it rough

I like to spit and smack until it’s raw

I’m an idiot

Choking till you’re tearing up

Keep it moving till you feel like you’ve just had enough

Oooh yeah

It’s all consensual

I’ve got this feeling in my bones

And I can tell that you’ll be feeling the same

I’ve got this feeling in my bones

Can fuck and touch and eat you for days

I’ve got this feeling in my bones yeah

I’m gonna take you on a clit ride

I’m gonna make you feel it on the inside

I’ll probably pull some hair, and sit and stare

While your mouth does all the work

Sucking and fucking and cumming and riding

She’s calling me over

I’m drinking I’m driving

I think she might be the one

Sticking and chocking and smacking and smoking

I’m probably roasted

But that is what’s chosen

I’m shooting loads like a gun

Oooh Yeah

I’m gonna fuck you up

I’ve got this feeling in my bones

And I can tell that you’ll be feeling the same

I’ve got this feeling in my bones

Can fuck and touch and eat you for days

I’ve got this feeling in my bones

Oooooh Yeah

It’s all consensual

I got this feeling in my bones

And I can tell that you’ll be feeling the same

I’ve got this feeling in my bones

Can fuck and touch and eat you for days, yeah

I’ve got this feeling in my bones, yeah