When it’s time, you had better grab me up and run me down.
Sometimes I’d rather be finessed before you go to town.
Our love making should be like Trey Songs and have the neighbors know our names.
With our sweat dripping off our bodies, like the flow of the Thames.
Our interludes always leave us breathless and satisfied, but ready to ride all over again.
This is no bargain barrel loving, this is top notch, Versace, Louis Vuitton loving.
The kind that has your heart racing and your head spinning and left delirious by the sounds of our moans and groans lingering in the air.