Cream in My Coffee

Always did like my coffee with cream,*Some brown sugar just makes it complete. Serve it up baby girl,Your man needs it piping hot.No need to be discrete. You know where I'm coming from*My tempting sweet Morning delight. Your honeyed lips spreading wide,And your warm, fruity breathSighingAnd Sincan Escort forewarning your kisses to come. Kisses on my neck,On my cheek,Licking my roughness with your*Pale pink tongue of captivation. In my lapGrinding Etlik Escort now, grinding,That way you do. Your arms tight, pulling me close,Grinding still, grinding.You know how I want my coffee,*A creamy ambrosial Çankaya Escort taste treat. You know how I want you girl,Serve it up now, fresh and steaming. Put it out there for the man who serves you well. Spread your honeyed lipsApartAnd feel me. Your Daddy likes his tasty brown sugar,And he's ready to serve up the cream. Dammit girl, you're just burning me upWith your treasured, honeyed, dripping lipsOf lust. Wrapping your legs tightly, firmly, grindingMore and more,Begging for bursting completion,And it comes. Daddy likes his coffee dark with a touch of cream,And maybe a jelly roll.An added, delicate treat.