My love you can feel it in the room.
I am long for you like a broom.
I am addicted to getting me some is true.
You should be happy I only want it from you.
I always put my all in so that is the reason I am in the bedroom, the best.
Better then medicine the way I feel takes away your stress.
Yes ,I can get nasty like a cold hot plate meal.
Sex is given never would I have to steal.(rape)
If you like pleasure and pain at the same time then let me pull on your hair.
There is nothing nasty to me if I like putting my tongue in your ear.
Moaning, lets me know it feels good to you as it does for me.
If I do go down on you I am just getting my honey ,as a bee.
I love when your legs is wrapped around me like a submission move.
Who can last the longest?the answer is me with more then words I can prove.
I can tell from how small your eyes is that it feels good to you like you are having
a buzz from coke and rum.
There is no way to count how many times I make you cum.
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