Feel my love inside you so bright
There's a sound and the smell of love on my mind
Come and play with me, say work now
Around me ride me tonight
And we'll make love together
Why does man go to hooker
He quite often is not all that happy and sexual satisfied at home
His wife won't perform all the activities he has in mind
And most of all, oral sex is a taboo
The woman would say 'what do you think I am, a whore
Slip and slide when you're where you like to feel the blood flow
Don't be slow my love's in your hands
And we'll make love together
Most of them come to a hooker and say
My wife oh my wife is she dead in bed
She's frigid, cold as a starfish
There's nothing more ridiculous than a guy with his party socks on
He dives into the bedroom
He says "Do me!", suck it !
Come inside it's a passion play just for you
Let's get lost in the magic place alone now
Drink your fill from a fountain of love wet your lips
And we'll make love together
And we'll make love together
One little two little three little Indians
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