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Nighttime visitor
Nighttime visitor
You are my late night visitor, my dream girl your my muse, when I'm looking for inspiration, you're the one I choose
I visualise your sexy curves, I think about your stunning face, the moment that you come to mind, my heartbeat picks up pace
To feel your body next to mine, we're naked skin to skin, you wrap yourself around me, so the kissing can begin
My lips brush your painted lips, our tongues get so entwined, my desires for your passions, grow inside my mind
Sliding down your body, I slip slowly between your thighs, as I lick your sacred place, you release your sexual sighs
Your juice tastes so heavenly, I love the nectar from your Rose, the more you raise up your hips, the deeper my tongue goes
You are my gorgeous muse, my dream girl through each night, I hope when I close my eyes, you will come tonight
You are my nighttime visitor, the girl who drives rhymes, the girl who I think about, how I wish that you were mine
Ron
You are my late night visitor, my dream girl your my muse, when I'm looking for inspiration, you're the one I choose
I visualise your sexy curves, I think about your stunning face, the moment that you come to mind, my heartbeat picks up pace
To feel your body next to mine, we're naked skin to skin, you wrap yourself around me, so the kissing can begin
My lips brush your painted lips, our tongues get so entwined, my desires for your passions, grow inside my mind
Sliding down your body, I slip slowly between your thighs, as I lick your sacred place, you release your sexual sighs
Your juice tastes so heavenly, I love the nectar from your Rose, the more you raise up your hips, the deeper my tongue goes
You are my gorgeous muse, my dream girl through each night, I hope when I close my eyes, you will come tonight
You are my nighttime visitor, the girl who drives rhymes, the girl who I think about, how I wish that you were mine
Ron
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