She bit her lip as I stared at her body
I'm a moral man, or at least I try but tonight I felt more corrupt than John Gotti,
I jumped on her, desire written on her lovely face,
And I kissed and caressed her body
Her grunts and low groans sounding even better than a hole with an ace

She was quite the tease all through the night,
She wanted to be in charge on this encounter
She pushed me up against the minibar
And rode me right there, rough and wet on the counter

Then I got up, if for a brief moment, and laid her doggy against the still running sink
We had *** so many times that night
The next morning I could barely think

And that's my story everyone,
The best layover, well lay under really that I've ever had