as sweet as canned yams and as clean as a whistle;
you pursue my essence with your powering presence;
i feel your spirit engulfing my aura with passion, sweat, and
seconds of skipped breath;
your liquids fill my cup and it overflowth,
i feel your strongest muscle working overtime,
trying to keep up with my overdrive;
you ride so swell, without a helmet on your head,
you don't spit when you sip;
you speak with words that don't disturb, but
soothes the savage beast; you caress my chest
with your silky skin, calms my madness when you whisper in my ear,
you like it when i act mannish,
you make me so hot i start to speak Spanish;
caithae la boca y give me your chocha;
after our midnight passion, you enter your essence filled tub
for 2hours of relaxing...
and when you come out it's right back to some more lover's passion...