No Kitchen, no cooking, Baby it doesn't matter, I love to eat out...
There's no need for glasses, I'm not above drinking from the spout...
It's better here, call it quality, so I do what tastes right...
And I'm loving it, because to see you smile is my delight...
Now the table is set, one plate, dinner for two, how can this be...
I am your server, your taster, are you ready to be consumed completely...
With no menu, you order, that would be my lips as a starter, sample...
In this house, it is on the house and my service for you is ample...
How is everything, any complaints, are you ready for an entree'...
You really should try the tongue, it is sure to please where it play...
Think on that, I'll be back, anything that you care for while I'm gone...
A glass of water to cool you off, it's ok, take a breath, feel free to yawn...TBC
PHIRE
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hymnagen says: Great flow |
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Off The MenuNo Kitchen, no cooking, Baby it doesn't matter, I love to eat out... There's no need for glasses, I'm not above drinking from the spout... It's better here, call it quality, so I do what tastes right... And I'm loving it, because to see you smile is my delight... Now the table is set, one plate, dinner for two, how can this be... I am your server, your taster, are you ready to be consumed completely... With no menu, you order, that would be my lips as a starter, sample... In this house, it is on the house and my service for you is ample... How is everything, any complaints, are you ready for an entree'... You really should try the tongue, it is sure to please where it play... Think on that, I'll be back, anything that you care for while I'm gone... A glass of water to cool you off, it's ok, take a breath, feel free to yawn...TBC |
SPLURGINGI await the taste of your sweetness upon my tongue Time passes, you holding back in thought, I am sprung Your river overflows, wishing and wanting, to be caught by my banks The openings of you canals accept my deposit, as your thoughts go blank Check , check, check off the list of things I dared to do My desires have me in withdrawal, I'm willing to go broke fooling with you!!! |
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