Here I lay, ready to play Hoping to slay, molding his clay An express way to my kingdom, for my legs be open wide My prey stares at me, as his twin struggles to fit in his pants He wants me, I can feel it and I like it My heart pounds, awaits the move Finally, he leans over Kissing my lips, his hands wander about in search of my nipples Premium boobies is one to die for, and he knows this So he fondles, and squeezes. Oh! I moan His tongues washes every part of my body, and finds it way to my kingdom ...