He’s like . . .

Baby when I cum inside
The sweet confines of your divide
I can’t help but hoot and shout
Like being in Church I gotta let my joy out!
When he moans and shouts like that
Like in a trance completely abstract
I want to take his pleasure even higher
Turn that spark into a raging blue fire
Other’s bust it out and start dreaming
But under Da King’s rule we keep right on creaming
Like a TV marathon we keep right on repeating
Like Niagara Fall we keep right on skeeting
Fucking with vigor and passion
Never lazy
Going deep into erogenous zones
Driving each other crazy
Like hungry animals we keep on feeding
Different time and place
We would definitely be breeding
Our sex is imperial
Because of our innate connection
We can’t help but be serial
We share such lust and affection
He turned my dessert into the happy sea
I keep him cocked and loaded
Ready to release in me
Usher his piece in me
His massage is what other’s envy
What keeps me living sinfully
I make him cum so hard
His screams sound like that of pain
I bring him back in five
Working my lips and tongue on his main vein
Hours upon hours
We rock it non stop
I serve it he eats it
I spread it he beats it
He extends it
I take it in ...

Again

And

Again

And

Again

The passion and desire between us
Will it ever stop? Naw … never!
Da King and his Queen reign supreme

F O R E V E R!

Never like this has my passion cum through
And baby . .. It’s all because of you

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