Love tape, measuring love

Where is the duct tape, I mean my love tape, I'm physically and spiritually restraining you on today. I'm taking off your clothing piece by piece with my eyes, just relax and enjoy this mystical ride, I wanna do some things that I've never tried, I want your orgasms to be greatly multiplied. I want your shouts to be heard in the skies, I want you to sing them songs to the angels, so that they can even try. Moving your panties to the side with my nods, I have to put my pleasure goggles on because I'm ready to dive inside of you, now I have my reasons to sing, I'm putting my earth, wind, and fire inside of you. I can't get tired of you, I'm proud of you, you're taking it like a G, and you're enjoying my Eiffel tower too. Put your hands on back on my head and let me devour you, let my speaking utensil lick you all over and shower you. That's what power do, we've mastered these things, ain't no running out now, that's what cowards do. When we're done we'll go sit at the dinner table like some civilized beings, better hope I don't get hungry because your body will become rotisserie again... Rotisserie sexing, ain't no better lesson, I'm baking what you asked for all love and affection.. King Qadar Dwon'