Late Night Booty Call

New York
11:00pm    
    
Ring Ring    
As my telephone sings    
Can I come over    
Hum…I don’t know    
Too late, I’m stepping out my Land Rover    
Whose There    
Sexual Healing now walking up your condo stairs    
Then yes you may    
Licking my lips in anticipation of our bondage sexual foreplay    
Have thong off you know I can’t stay    
First ease your tongue down low, and lick my yoni real slow    
Flip me over, plummet the tip, then all your loving deep inside me, like you know    
Mm...Oh God….I’m addictive to your pearly flow    
Cum inside me again then you can go    
Baby my time is ticking    
Now time for another torpedo sticking    
Booty Calls requires no intense wet pampering or licking    
     
Ring Ring    
As my telephone sings    
Whose there    
The horny man next door    
I heard you moaning, but I can give you more    
I have the champagne , the handcuffs, the honey, I know you like, he did not purchase from the store    
A night of pleasure from the bed to the carpeted floor    
Let my kisses tattoo your mocha hued body    
I have been feenin to thrust my big stick deep inside you, you are such a freaky hottie    
      
Ring Ring    
As my telephone sings    
Whose there    
The man with the binoculars who witnessed you swear    
He could not make that pretty candyrain climax back to back    
I have a long ruler and a scooping tongue knack    
Your sweet hole I will hungrily eat in your sex swing, the letting me for the night, be your Big Mac

 
I want to feel your essence drippings while my fingers snake inside for that gyrating attack    
Intimacy, wicked desires I know you crave it    
So, let me inside your wet slit    
Your legs, I place against my chest, while I thrust in and out your sunken treasured gift      
     
Ring Ring    
My doorbell rings    
Can I help you    
Yes, it’s your pizza man    
Mm…I recognize the voice…it’s handsome Stan    
I opened the door, a robust and virality body only found in novels of romances      
Arms to feel secured during a slow dance    
My see through red lace teddy, spoke volumes, wanting to take a chance    
Hungry male eyes penned me where I stand    
How much I softly demand    
Well I was listening before I rang    
And I heard you moaning      
And someone groaning then screaming    
Yes...I was climaxing while my love potion was creaming    
A free pizza for a pinkish taste    
It’s forty-five minutes late, so its past the wait    
Yet, for you, my hard pole still aches    
Every time you order it’s me who runs to see you    
On this night please give me my just due    
I will eat you like al a carte takeout food    
My heart, mind, my body belongs only to you    
     
Ring Ring    
Cell phone sings    
Whose there    
The man downstairs    
I heard you getting laid without any remorse for sound, without any cares   
Bed rattling the floor, echoes of a Stallion bucking a Mare    
     
No more Booty Calls I’m pleased behind my holler    
Have it get up early to work for the almighty dollar    
How about a rain check    
Umm, then tomorrow my legs go around your neck    
But for now, I’m done    
Mr. Neighbor do bring your willing tongue    
     
My temple is quiet for the next day to arrive    
The next time I will not leave your lustful yearns deprived    
As I allow you to take a silken deep-sea dive    
Can you least talk dirty to me baby, soothe me, seduce my mind      
Mm...I'm sure I have the time

I have the battery toys, however, just allow me to pour myself a galss of wine   

And my pole is so hard for you

I want you to make me feel like I'm deep inside you, as my palm steadily up and down my family jewels move   

Mm.. do tell, my love, I think I should take this call in my Queensize bed to continue this phone sex groove    
     
Booty Calls are always one of a kind    
The night time is the right time as they say    
The perfect time for the body to play and get parlayed