Your license for pleasure begins with those bedroom eyes
my ragging hard on can't be covered with a thousand lies
sometimes you call out "daddy" when shaft is in hard
hitting the sheets intensely maybe even in the yard
The sensation from tongue and lips
only equalled by the friction of your hips
this man's sl*t for at least the night
the grasp on my c**k is oh so tight
The point of no return and the cream of d**k
you make sure it is drained with one more flick
as Winter approaches here is the hottest flame
and why I can never forget your name...
***JAZZMANOR***
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