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Lagos Lady
Brown Lagos Lady,
the beautiful one
My wandering eyes capture your movement
your body undulates like waves on the ocean
Your sensual waters quench my thirst
Fluid, liquid, flowing and wet
Your image oscillates within my mind
I stare longingly at your sensual, alluring behind.......
......I want to taste you.
Oh Eko, forget thy past
no longer captive by war
My soul is free at last
To soar above the beauty of thy motherland.
I gain my stride. I prepare to ride
your sensual, erotic aura
Sexy Butterfly.
So........
....allow those wings to open
Let thy copious thighs
straddle my waist
Share with me the Sahara's winds
Let thy warm breeze blow across my face
Lagos Lady.....
....touch my body, your skin to my skin
I anxiously await the moment
that you let me flow deeply
inside....
.....all pleasures that await within
your heaven
To be moved by your enchanting afrobeat
Your butterfly wings, they flutter
as my dark saber penetrates deeper and deeper
I connect to your erotic pulse, mmmmm......
I feel you all over me....
Your hands entangled within the hairs upon my chest
I feel Nigeria move as your nipples swell against
the palms of my hand, hands that massage your buoyant breast
Butterfly winds gently blow
as a deeper, stronger connection smolders below
Feel the power of the earth in every thrust
Lips locked within our hungry kiss, we taste
Fire's raging, passion yearning
We burn at the touch........
.........of this passionate embrace.
Across the miles
I sense your mystique, Lagos Lady
You are my lucious African Feline,
I am yours- virile and masculine
.....Longing to touch you
kiss you, enter within your sugary
sweet walls........
....to please you.
I close my eyes
Longing to kiss you there between your thighs
Mmmmmmm..........your sweet, sticky rain
fall down upon me as steadily as the Djembe's drone
Stirring the eros of my darkened soul
The same sensual spirit I see deep within thy dark eyes
Beautiful......
.....Lagos
....Lady.
the beautiful one
My wandering eyes capture your movement
your body undulates like waves on the ocean
Your sensual waters quench my thirst
Fluid, liquid, flowing and wet
Your image oscillates within my mind
I stare longingly at your sensual, alluring behind.......
......I want to taste you.
Oh Eko, forget thy past
no longer captive by war
My soul is free at last
To soar above the beauty of thy motherland.
I gain my stride. I prepare to ride
your sensual, erotic aura
Sexy Butterfly.
So........
....allow those wings to open
Let thy copious thighs
straddle my waist
Share with me the Sahara's winds
Let thy warm breeze blow across my face
Lagos Lady.....
....touch my body, your skin to my skin
I anxiously await the moment
that you let me flow deeply
inside....
.....all pleasures that await within
your heaven
To be moved by your enchanting afrobeat
Your butterfly wings, they flutter
as my dark saber penetrates deeper and deeper
I connect to your erotic pulse, mmmmm......
I feel you all over me....
Your hands entangled within the hairs upon my chest
I feel Nigeria move as your nipples swell against
the palms of my hand, hands that massage your buoyant breast
Butterfly winds gently blow
as a deeper, stronger connection smolders below
Feel the power of the earth in every thrust
Lips locked within our hungry kiss, we taste
Fire's raging, passion yearning
We burn at the touch........
.........of this passionate embrace.
Across the miles
I sense your mystique, Lagos Lady
You are my lucious African Feline,
I am yours- virile and masculine
.....Longing to touch you
kiss you, enter within your sugary
sweet walls........
....to please you.
I close my eyes
Longing to kiss you there between your thighs
Mmmmmmm..........your sweet, sticky rain
fall down upon me as steadily as the Djembe's drone
Stirring the eros of my darkened soul
The same sensual spirit I see deep within thy dark eyes
Beautiful......
.....Lagos
....Lady.
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