Stop,
Drop, and roll,
as my hand roll.
Around your tootie roll.
My fingers scroll, fairly slow.
Way below, your *****'s lines, until your tan line show.
your head lies, tongue-tied, down below, your hips-- a silk pillow. Your hips rise, gyrating slow. Looking in your eyes, feeling your vibes, and its off we go. The feeling, you're surprises, you love it though. Hands gripping your sides, moving it slow. Hips above my thighs, I, react as we go, back and fore.....