Can I stoke the flame to all of your deepest, darkest fires and desires only seen of in subconscious dream and fantasy?
Better yet don’t even answer those questions. I want you to come over so I can perform what I speak. Your body is a canvas of love, so let me be your artist and paint you a masterpiece.
Now, creep through the front door so this night can commence. I want to please you in a way that will have you dazed a week later while you smile and reminisce.
Baby, I have therapeutic incenses burning, sending sweet sexual aromas coasting through the midnight air. In my penthouse suit cut into the sky, the rain falling vigorously outside moistening the dry can make any crying baby stop and stare.
Soft jazz playing on the jukebox sets off the perfect ambiance for love; with red and white rose petals scattered throughout the chamber with a golden chandelier flickering up above.
Now look closer. There’s a small trail of petals; but where does it lead. How about you follow it so in the end you will see.
It leads you to a bathroom barely visible from the steam of the hot shower that’s on and running. I watch you as you strip for me and step into the water cause with each passing moment you look even more elegant and stunning.
Your eyes are like diamonds and teeth are like pearls. To me, you are the most beautiful woman in my world, and all other females are just girls.
And your beauty is something out of this world, my mind will never grip. Baby, you have the finest hips, cute lips, and the softest fingertips.
Skin so silky and smooth, I won’t even trip to forever volunteer to rub Cocoa Butter lotion. And my devotion moreover increases as you walk the best of motions.
Your hair flows from your head and reaches your mahogany shoulders like a mystical river. Just watching your lips pronounce my name with your tongue just seems to make my soul shiver.
I even quiver as the steam from the shower accentuates all of your most prominent features. The steam is fog and appearing is you, one of the most exquisite, mythological, magnificent creatures.
Now, let me carry you out of the shower with your body still moist and soaking wet to a room lit and heated with candles and surrounded with mirrors. Surrounded with mirrors to make every inch and aspect of your body more exposed, unimpaired and just a little bit clearer.
Lay on your stomach and breast and allow your eyes to close as I take a sliced orange and squeeze it; letting the juices trickle down your spine, on your butt and over your leg. Now give permission for my tongue to trace that same path and glide all the way up from your golden anklet to the center of your neck, and don’t make me beg.
Just melt away as I message the muscles in your back and relax as it heats from various hot oils and exotic lotions I use to express my deep, sensual emotions. Our bodies will become one, mind, body, soul, and spirit as if we’ve taken a sip of a master lover’s wicked magic potion.
Now roll over. Lost in your deep brown eyes I’m hypnotized and left dazed in a trance. And as my lips graze the fibers of your lips, my manhood stroked and rubbed by your fingertips, my fetishes for a woman will greater enhance.
With an ice cube clenched in between my lips I form a cool wet route from your lips, over the hill, down the valley, around the twin-peaks, across the plateau, and to the crater. I decide to stay and play around this spot; maybe I’ll stay and play around that G-spot a little later.
Is it all right for my fingers to cruise the contours of your body, over your lips, around your chin, across your firm, yet soft full chest? Your nipples stand up like soldiers. Is it okay if I lick and suck and pull at them; let you feel the greatest aphrodisiac, and lay your soul to rest?
A surprised expression on your face arises as I lower my head to the forbidden jungle between your hips and thighs. Through all the silent cries, your love for me is not hard to see when I glance up into your eyes.
Moaning and groaning, "oohs and aahs", deep inhales and out-bursting exhales echo throughout the room as my tongue roll and flips your precious pearl below. Your eyes roll back and your body trembles and vibrates while I taste the sweet succulent nectar from your bodily fruit as it began to ooze and flow.
So tell me if you love this. Baby, this is a list I’ll never be finished with because I love to commit to this like breakfast grits and exist around your bottomless, exquisite, bodily pit that’s rich in nutrients.
Forcing you to say, “Oooh…shit,” and I know that feels good? I devoured you, now it’s time for you to grasp my wood.
Mandingo is my fearless warrior, why don’t you tame his natural and exotic, primitive rage. Free him from his secluded area. Please release him from his cage!
Now place your lips gently around my warrior and roll your tongue to give me the greatest ecstasy and orgasmic thrill a man can possibly feel. See if you can make my body shake and shiver needlessly, just to seal the deal.
And when holding my warrior in your hands, try to become one with his existence. Use your imagination and be creative when handling him, and be sure to use any, and all, persistence.
Now brace yourself. Its time for my love to enter your love so let me slide my body slowly in between your hips and thighs. Your breath is held, and from relief of that good feeling pain, you express an overwhelmingly, deep sigh.
More “oohs and aahs” and moans and groans once again fill the room. Any outsiders hearing would think you were being held captive in my sexual temple of doom.
Uncontrollable lust, sweat dripping, tension, heat, fighting and biting, gripping and pulling, pushing and shoving, smacking and scratching, etc., etc., fair is foul and foul is fair in this game. Straining, huffing and puffing, shortness and loss of breath are the only factors keeping you from screaming my name in vain.
Your skin glistens and glows in the candlelight, as the time gets away from us fast. And if good looks were a minute, you’d be the two and a-half-hours that in reality just past.
Then, suddenly, that climactic sensation overpowers us and flows though our blood and veins. And simultaneously our bodies explode like that powerful thunder that precedes all rains.
Slowly oozing from your bodily crease like sap from an oak tree, draining you of your soul’s essence. Making you feel just numb from this entire orgasmic presence.
That long awaited bodily burst sets our minds in a cool-relaxed state. Staring deep into your eyes, I see all sincerity and I know that you are my soul mate.
One passionate, endless kiss completes the event for the entire night. Our bodies slow to a halt and reminiscing through the whole event, everything is just right.
This love we make is very intense, emotional and deep. Our limbs remain tangled together and my love remains in yours as we fall asleep.
Heart rates and body temperatures drop, sweat cools and dies out the burning fires in our hearts as I gently kiss your forehead while you lie next to me. Four-play, making raw, hot, love, and having you asleep in my arms, is the greatest ecstasy.
The next morning we wake when the sun leaves its footprints across the skies, naked with a smile. We won’t even get out of the bed. We will just lie here and chill for a while.
We then reminisce on all the chapters of the night that has just past. And nonchalantly mellow out on a new memory that will forever last.
Then, I slip out of the bed while you still lie there asleep like a goddess in bed. I go and cook breakfast for you… pancakes, eggs and bacon. Then set it next to you on the spread.
You said you love me as I give you a towel to wash you face and feed you the hot food. Then, I tell you something serious…and I hope when I say it, it’s not being too rude.
But, baby, you have to go because my wife will be home after while. And to my surprise you don’t even trip, you just gather your things and smiled.
Then you tell me I could give you a call on any day…because you had to get home to your husband any way.
What one person can’t or won’t do, another person can!
Better yet don’t even answer those questions. I want you to come over so I can perform what I speak. Your body is a canvas of love, so let me be your artist and paint you a masterpiece.
Now, creep through the front door so this night can commence. I want to please you in a way that will have you dazed a week later while you smile and reminisce.
Baby, I have therapeutic incenses burning, sending sweet sexual aromas coasting through the midnight air. In my penthouse suit cut into the sky, the rain falling vigorously outside moistening the dry can make any crying baby stop and stare.
Soft jazz playing on the jukebox sets off the perfect ambiance for love; with red and white rose petals scattered throughout the chamber with a golden chandelier flickering up above.
Now look closer. There’s a small trail of petals; but where does it lead. How about you follow it so in the end you will see.
It leads you to a bathroom barely visible from the steam of the hot shower that’s on and running. I watch you as you strip for me and step into the water cause with each passing moment you look even more elegant and stunning.
Your eyes are like diamonds and teeth are like pearls. To me, you are the most beautiful woman in my world, and all other females are just girls.
And your beauty is something out of this world, my mind will never grip. Baby, you have the finest hips, cute lips, and the softest fingertips.
Skin so silky and smooth, I won’t even trip to forever volunteer to rub Cocoa Butter lotion. And my devotion moreover increases as you walk the best of motions.
Your hair flows from your head and reaches your mahogany shoulders like a mystical river. Just watching your lips pronounce my name with your tongue just seems to make my soul shiver.
I even quiver as the steam from the shower accentuates all of your most prominent features. The steam is fog and appearing is you, one of the most exquisite, mythological, magnificent creatures.
Now, let me carry you out of the shower with your body still moist and soaking wet to a room lit and heated with candles and surrounded with mirrors. Surrounded with mirrors to make every inch and aspect of your body more exposed, unimpaired and just a little bit clearer.
Lay on your stomach and breast and allow your eyes to close as I take a sliced orange and squeeze it; letting the juices trickle down your spine, on your butt and over your leg. Now give permission for my tongue to trace that same path and glide all the way up from your golden anklet to the center of your neck, and don’t make me beg.
Just melt away as I message the muscles in your back and relax as it heats from various hot oils and exotic lotions I use to express my deep, sensual emotions. Our bodies will become one, mind, body, soul, and spirit as if we’ve taken a sip of a master lover’s wicked magic potion.
Now roll over. Lost in your deep brown eyes I’m hypnotized and left dazed in a trance. And as my lips graze the fibers of your lips, my manhood stroked and rubbed by your fingertips, my fetishes for a woman will greater enhance.
With an ice cube clenched in between my lips I form a cool wet route from your lips, over the hill, down the valley, around the twin-peaks, across the plateau, and to the crater. I decide to stay and play around this spot; maybe I’ll stay and play around that G-spot a little later.
Is it all right for my fingers to cruise the contours of your body, over your lips, around your chin, across your firm, yet soft full chest? Your nipples stand up like soldiers. Is it okay if I lick and suck and pull at them; let you feel the greatest aphrodisiac, and lay your soul to rest?
A surprised expression on your face arises as I lower my head to the forbidden jungle between your hips and thighs. Through all the silent cries, your love for me is not hard to see when I glance up into your eyes.
Moaning and groaning, "oohs and aahs", deep inhales and out-bursting exhales echo throughout the room as my tongue roll and flips your precious pearl below. Your eyes roll back and your body trembles and vibrates while I taste the sweet succulent nectar from your bodily fruit as it began to ooze and flow.
So tell me if you love this. Baby, this is a list I’ll never be finished with because I love to commit to this like breakfast grits and exist around your bottomless, exquisite, bodily pit that’s rich in nutrients.
Forcing you to say, “Oooh…shit,” and I know that feels good? I devoured you, now it’s time for you to grasp my wood.
Mandingo is my fearless warrior, why don’t you tame his natural and exotic, primitive rage. Free him from his secluded area. Please release him from his cage!
Now place your lips gently around my warrior and roll your tongue to give me the greatest ecstasy and orgasmic thrill a man can possibly feel. See if you can make my body shake and shiver needlessly, just to seal the deal.
And when holding my warrior in your hands, try to become one with his existence. Use your imagination and be creative when handling him, and be sure to use any, and all, persistence.
Now brace yourself. Its time for my love to enter your love so let me slide my body slowly in between your hips and thighs. Your breath is held, and from relief of that good feeling pain, you express an overwhelmingly, deep sigh.
More “oohs and aahs” and moans and groans once again fill the room. Any outsiders hearing would think you were being held captive in my sexual temple of doom.
Uncontrollable lust, sweat dripping, tension, heat, fighting and biting, gripping and pulling, pushing and shoving, smacking and scratching, etc., etc., fair is foul and foul is fair in this game. Straining, huffing and puffing, shortness and loss of breath are the only factors keeping you from screaming my name in vain.
Your skin glistens and glows in the candlelight, as the time gets away from us fast. And if good looks were a minute, you’d be the two and a-half-hours that in reality just past.
Then, suddenly, that climactic sensation overpowers us and flows though our blood and veins. And simultaneously our bodies explode like that powerful thunder that precedes all rains.
Slowly oozing from your bodily crease like sap from an oak tree, draining you of your soul’s essence. Making you feel just numb from this entire orgasmic presence.
That long awaited bodily burst sets our minds in a cool-relaxed state. Staring deep into your eyes, I see all sincerity and I know that you are my soul mate.
One passionate, endless kiss completes the event for the entire night. Our bodies slow to a halt and reminiscing through the whole event, everything is just right.
This love we make is very intense, emotional and deep. Our limbs remain tangled together and my love remains in yours as we fall asleep.
Heart rates and body temperatures drop, sweat cools and dies out the burning fires in our hearts as I gently kiss your forehead while you lie next to me. Four-play, making raw, hot, love, and having you asleep in my arms, is the greatest ecstasy.
The next morning we wake when the sun leaves its footprints across the skies, naked with a smile. We won’t even get out of the bed. We will just lie here and chill for a while.
We then reminisce on all the chapters of the night that has just past. And nonchalantly mellow out on a new memory that will forever last.
Then, I slip out of the bed while you still lie there asleep like a goddess in bed. I go and cook breakfast for you… pancakes, eggs and bacon. Then set it next to you on the spread.
You said you love me as I give you a towel to wash you face and feed you the hot food. Then, I tell you something serious…and I hope when I say it, it’s not being too rude.
But, baby, you have to go because my wife will be home after while. And to my surprise you don’t even trip, you just gather your things and smiled.
Then you tell me I could give you a call on any day…because you had to get home to your husband any way.
What one person can’t or won’t do, another person can!
A Night To Remember
I call you up on the phone to let you know I’m home alone because I just can’t seem to get you up off of my mind. I finally have the free time, so I just want to give you all of my emotion,all of my love, and anything else it can define.
It must be a crime to crave someone in the manner that I do. You must have cast a spell on me. So, baby, allow me to put my voodoo on you.
So is it okay if I were to embrace and hold you, as one would embrace heat and fire on any given cold, dark night? Feel and caress your entire body and soul with every inch of my being and with all of my might.
Will you allow me to make love to you and let you experience the greatest, most romantic, memorable form of ecstasy?
It must be a crime to crave someone in the manner that I do. You must have cast a spell on me. So, baby, allow me to put my voodoo on you.
So is it okay if I were to embrace and hold you, as one would embrace heat and fire on any given cold, dark night? Feel and caress your entire body and soul with every inch of my being and with all of my might.
Will you allow me to make love to you and let you experience the greatest, most romantic, memorable form of ecstasy?
(Soundtrack provided and produced by Ol' Skool)