Treat You like My king
Come And Sit Down
Make yourself feel comfortable
Imma turn some slow yams on
Let’s talk, laugh, and stare in each other’s eyes
My eyes will tell you that i like you
I’ll give you a massage
So take of that sweater
And lay down on my bed
I’ll rub some massage oil on your back
And make you feel relaxed
I am gonna suprise you with
A kiss on your cheek and in your neck
I’ll treat you like my king
After the massage you can take a shower
I already filled the tub for you
The sweet aroma makes you feel
Like your in a special place just for you
When you are done there is a towel just for you
I just do all of those things to make clear
That you are my one and only king
And i will always be there for you
When you need me

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19-11-2009
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nina - 23-11-2010 om 20:02