I have a Jones in my bones for you, even my lungs and my yawns speak to you. My charms and my arms long for you, this love affair, I want this to last 4ever plus 2... 2 as in you and I, the looks I get from you when you just straddle up and ride, makes my toes ball up and die, but at the same time it frees my soul, allowing it to fly. Flying all inside of you, touching all the G spots, causing my erections of Jones to play games of peek-a-boo. Boo I'm leaving my ghost inside of you, got you speaking languages that you never knew. Speaking that Jones language, pleasuring ain't it?! You like being stimulated in the Love Chambers. Love is the ultimate respect and if my rocket loses speed temporarily, just get off it and just wrap your legs around my neck and just fuel ⛽ me back up, so that we can go to the moon, we can become astronauts and bust many space nuts. Floating around with the particles, I want to tear it up on Pluto next, how does your schedule look tomorrow!? Qadar Dwon' 3/29/15