Creamin Honey
I just had a thought, while holdin' back a scream,
of being eaten alive, after being sprayed with cream.
I'm tryin to keep it gangsta; but I'm losing my grip.
Cause I can barely handle the touch, of her bottom, and top lip.
I want to cry for help; but I have to change my mind.
I need to take it like a man, and resort to a whine.
Just when I thought she was through, she said, "this will by yummy".
At first I was confused, until I saw the jar of honey.
Now I'm all sticky; and what does she do?
She tosses the jar across the room, and starts acting like Pooh.
She's really doin' her thang, "every inch" of my body she ate.
I can't, WAIT to do this again, cause DAMN! It was GREAT!
of being eaten alive, after being sprayed with cream.
I'm tryin to keep it gangsta; but I'm losing my grip.
Cause I can barely handle the touch, of her bottom, and top lip.
I want to cry for help; but I have to change my mind.
I need to take it like a man, and resort to a whine.
Just when I thought she was through, she said, "this will by yummy".
At first I was confused, until I saw the jar of honey.
Now I'm all sticky; and what does she do?
She tosses the jar across the room, and starts acting like Pooh.
She's really doin' her thang, "every inch" of my body she ate.
I can't, WAIT to do this again, cause DAMN! It was GREAT!
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