On nights like this,
My baby is finger-licking delicious.
She makes my fingers fill with honey, sweet honey, wet honey, as she **** for me.
Don't take a peek into her honey ***,
It's fiery red inside.
It's bakery hot inside.
On nights like this,
My baby is blazing red fire,
And I'm glistening dark skin bathed in our sweat,
My hands call for her body as they glue onto her skin, her being calls for an ****** and now she's holding on tight to the bed sheets.
The bed sheets, soaked bed sheets, I lay a peck on my baby's *******, so ****, so tempting, I slowly commence the “prone bone”.
On nights like this,
My baby is jaw dropping gorgeous whenever she's on her kneels.
I grunt and I puff, but my baby is a musical genius. And If I were to be serious,
On nights like this,
My baby is the only one I'd be with.