i am so hot right now, i might pull my own hair out.
fuck, as in the many possible spills of this word.
in a splash, i itched and scratched, oh baby you've rashed. and i cant keep my hands off.
"cream, get on top, cream dont you stop..."
there aint no body better. you break my fruit, sliced into tangerine goodness.
dropped driplets long awaited dances, and yes, indeed footless. oh ah, what else you got?
i am so hot right now, i might pull my own hair out. and right and even so, vagina present, like avocados.
my tuliped shape lips, lick tip to stem. around my sugar swirled center and back up again. back up again.
back up again, down once more, and back up again.
you see what i like, you see the pattern , popular vote, marketed trend?
i have been listening to Prince and my man J. B.
James be telling me "she got her hot pants, doin da funky dance."
Prince yelling to me " Sexy mutha fucka shakin dat ass, shakin dat ass, shakin dat ass."
oh,
oh,
oh,
you know what im ganna do.
on the count a 1...2...
"ah, ah, ah, im bowts to set it, rockin soggy and wetted, eatting fools like i be weighted.
shit mutha son, yo shit aint as styzy as me, you flimzy, gitty, pink pretty, smiling shined and signed with glee. and i say "aint shit funny, B." and knock dat smerk off yo's teeth. "
(insert jazz hands)
(insert crouch itch , no not to be cool. my crouch really itched)
and i end. with.
LOVE.
take that stretch it out and fuck it.
"and i wonder what i am thinking" she thinks.
in a splash, i itched and scratched, oh baby you've rashed. and i cant keep my hands off.
"cream, get on top, cream dont you stop..."
there aint no body better. you break my fruit, sliced into tangerine goodness.
dropped driplets long awaited dances, and yes, indeed footless. oh ah, what else you got?
i am so hot right now, i might pull my own hair out. and right and even so, vagina present, like avocados.
my tuliped shape lips, lick tip to stem. around my sugar swirled center and back up again. back up again.
back up again, down once more, and back up again.
you see what i like, you see the pattern , popular vote, marketed trend?
i have been listening to Prince and my man J. B.
James be telling me "she got her hot pants, doin da funky dance."
Prince yelling to me " Sexy mutha fucka shakin dat ass, shakin dat ass, shakin dat ass."
oh,
oh,
oh,
you know what im ganna do.
on the count a 1...2...
"ah, ah, ah, im bowts to set it, rockin soggy and wetted, eatting fools like i be weighted.
shit mutha son, yo shit aint as styzy as me, you flimzy, gitty, pink pretty, smiling shined and signed with glee. and i say "aint shit funny, B." and knock dat smerk off yo's teeth. "
(insert jazz hands)
(insert crouch itch , no not to be cool. my crouch really itched)
and i end. with.
LOVE.
take that stretch it out and fuck it.
"and i wonder what i am thinking" she thinks.