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I know
Mista mina from summer to winter
You need that sexy feeling around you just as sick as a fever
Someone to hold your waist tight and to your skin to be a licker
Someone so strong to kiss your tongue without being a flipper
That’s what you like and I know as a romantic kisser
So prepare yourself for the love ride and romantic dinners.
I know you want to love from the bottom of your soul
You even love when white rain pours in your blessed hole
I may be wrong, but I know warmth is better than cold
No caress on your fine nipples would lead to a sore
That fine ass on my legs can never ever feel hot
So I know how to man up to my shawty and talk
That I’m a king I making you sleep in my arms that you fall
A diva hot commodity, you are my fucking love goal.
So please lay back and let me kiss you my diva
My hands softly caressing your tits while I go tight with my fingers
Making love to my baby till you scream with no hinders
Alone in our room playing naked with our bodies and smiling like its Christmas
Baby trust me and I know your fave artist wont be Justin bieber
It would be me who knows to make you yell like I singer
TRUST ME I KNOW.
You need that sexy feeling around you just as sick as a fever
Someone to hold your waist tight and to your skin to be a licker
Someone so strong to kiss your tongue without being a flipper
That’s what you like and I know as a romantic kisser
So prepare yourself for the love ride and romantic dinners.
I know you want to love from the bottom of your soul
You even love when white rain pours in your blessed hole
I may be wrong, but I know warmth is better than cold
No caress on your fine nipples would lead to a sore
That fine ass on my legs can never ever feel hot
So I know how to man up to my shawty and talk
That I’m a king I making you sleep in my arms that you fall
A diva hot commodity, you are my fucking love goal.
So please lay back and let me kiss you my diva
My hands softly caressing your tits while I go tight with my fingers
Making love to my baby till you scream with no hinders
Alone in our room playing naked with our bodies and smiling like its Christmas
Baby trust me and I know your fave artist wont be Justin bieber
It would be me who knows to make you yell like I singer
TRUST ME I KNOW.
Published 15th Feb 2013
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