Oh sweet young thing sitting thereI truly worship your derriereSo big and full like the moonJust the thought makes me swoonBut it’s your dimpled thighs and zoftig hipsThat receive the caresses’ from my lipsTo lick, to kiss, to bite them thereTo bury my face in your hairWorking my way up from your kneesFor you all I want do is to pleaseAnd as I nibble at your upper thighsGetting nearer to that desired prizeThe only one thing that may bring griefIs, if at that moment you were to queef.
Oh sweet young thing sitting thereI truly worship your derriereSo big and full like the moonJust the thought makes me swoonBut it’s your dimpled thighs and zoftig hipsThat receive the caresses’ from my lipsTo lick, to kiss, to bite them thereTo bury my face in your hairWorking my way up from your kneesFor you all I want do is to pleaseAnd as I nibble at your upper thighsGetting nearer to that desired prizeThe only one thing that may bring griefIs, if at that moment you were to queef.