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Ol Dirty Hot Sauce On My MixPod
Written By: Love Punaany Bad
Just like the..."Ol Dirty Hot Sauce On My MixPod"
You are the perfect compliment...
to everything that I will accomplish...in the name of love
I want you to be the great song that is stimulating to our ears
You are capable of igniting the passion that runs fire through my veins
One simple touch from you...
will lead us on a journey of unlimited passion
Caress my body with your tantalizing language of endless seduction
Stimulate my manhood with your wet seductive kisses
Your moist tongue all over my body...
turns me into a New York City Mandingo Zulu Warrior
Capable of fulfilling every single one of your fantasies...known to us now...
and those that will eventually will be realized in our future
We are both capable of creating...unforgettable memoriesI will lick...and stroke your punaany...in ways that we will both enjoy
You feel like heaven...I'm about to reach my climax...I don't want to stop
Lets make love until we reach an orgasmic pleasure...
Just like the..."Ol Dirty Hot Sauce On My MixPod"
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Reap The Seed You Sew
Written By: Love Punaany Bad
Through The Looking Glass Of Time
Reap The Seed You Sew
See Your Dreams Realized
Through Stenciled Colors Of Pure Love
If Shattered Glass Created By Hate
Abused By Humanity
Running Wild Through A Concrete Jungle
Not Knowing What Awaits On The Other Side
There's No Need For Desperate Measures
Just Reap The Seed You Sew
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Please tell me your name
My pretty little chocolate girl
I'd like to get to know you a little better
Walk with me...while the stars shine bright
...share this intimate moment with me
...as we talk about all the incredible things
...that has happened in our lives
Hold my body close to yours...
promise me that you will never let me go
As we make love under this moonlit sky
You touch my soul with your pleasing ways...
I want you to be my tasty chocolate lover
Feel the cool summer breeze...blowing against your luscious body
We will enjoy the sweet ecstasy of blissful pleasure...
as we make love...over and over and over and over again
Chocolate girl...I need you besides me...with our freaky ways
I promise that we will make passionate love to each other...
creating life long memories each and every day
With every beat of my heart...
my love I'll give unconditionally to you
I dream of kissing your sweet tender lips
I promise you that I will be the best man...
that I can possibly be
Chocolate girl...feel my love deep inside of you...
in our moment of sweet seduction...feel me deep within
I can see it in your eyes...our hearts are filled with passion
I know that you are the one for me...damn your nipples are hard
please make love to me in a freaky way
You taste sweeter than cotton candy
My pretty little chocolate girl
I just want to get to know you a little better
Damn baby...how did you get to be so fine
With those thick chocolate thighs and your seductive brown hips
that seem to call my name...with every step that you take
When I look deep within your hypnotic bedroom eyes
I'm living a perfect dream...I'm under your influence
I am your king...and you are the queen of our throne
I want you to know that it was love at first sight
You make my manhood grow thick in a throbbing kind of way
When you walked towards me in those tight jeans
My pretty sexy little chocolate girl
Your luscious ways made me forget how to breathe
Whisper my name into my ear
With gentle kisses...all over my body
My pretty little chocolate girl
Please tell me your name
i begin to taste pleasureas i nibble on your bottom lip
intense pleasure takes control of our desires
while your tongue licks me with heated seduction
you begin to moan your name passionately into my ear
our hands start their journey
as you stroke the erection that you have created
my finger touch intimate places
below your hips and around your thighs
a taste of intimate pleasure runs through our bodies
exploring all of our sensual fantasies
...touching...moaning...tasting...licking...stroking...panting...
our hearts are filled with bliss during our sexual embrace
this is the first time that we make love
As time stands still fueled by pleasure
My pretty little chocolate girl
I just want to get to know you a little better
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HotWritten By: Love Punaany Bad
like hot chocolate syrupdripping from your sweet sexy lips
like an erupting volcano in paradise
you make me hot as fire
blazing fiercely
over the fresh falling winter snow
when it comes to making love
and taking me to a place
that only you and i can enter
no one does it any better
when it comes to stimulating my body
heaven is only a few heartbeats away
lay on top of me
as i feel your luscious body
pressed firmly against the gateway of my soul
create a musical masterpiece
like hot chocolate syrup
melted from the warmth
of our erotic adventure
| i want to melt deep within you | in tune with your provocative ways | sending stimulating impulses to every part of your hot sensuous body | i want you to feel me deep within your exotic desires | as i go deeper inside of your hot passion | with every stroke comes pleasure | like hot chocolate syrup dripping from your sweet juicy lips |
| you are an erupting volcano | filled with a torrid rage | yet flowing effortlessly like a gentle breeze | on a cool night in a tropical paradise |
when you touch my body you create a hot fire | that blazes over fresh falling winter snow | when it comes to making love | i want you to know that you take me to a place that only we can enter | no one else does it any better | when it comes to stimulating my mind body and soul |
heaven is only a few heartbeats away || your breast pressed against my lips | stimulating to the touch | your body on top of me | touching me in places that makes me scream your name | i feel your luscious body pressed firmly against the gateway to my soul | we create a visual masterpiece | like hot chocolate syrup| poured on our skin during a hot summer's day | like hot chocolate syrup |poured on our skin during the middle of winters coldest day |
| i want to melt inside of you | taste the sweetest juices that comes from the fruit of our seductive desires | desires that send a stimulating message | to every part of our hot sensuous bodies | i want you to feel me | i want you to feel me deep | feel me deep within your desires | as i go deeper | as i go deeper | inside of your hot passion | with every stroke of my manhood comes pleasure |pleasure that takes us straight to the gateway of heaven | the paradise that lives within the erroneous zones | that is located within the walls | of our erotic and exotic state of minds |
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Breathe Easy Text Copyright © 2011 By: Love Punaany Bad. All right reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording, or any information storage and retrieval system now known or to be invented, without permission in writing from the publisher, except by a reviewer who wishes to quote brief passages in connection with a review written for inclusion in a magazine, newspaper, or broadcast.
Breathe Easy
Written By: Love Punaany Bad
An angel’s whisperering voice can be heard by a sleeping soul!
I Know That You Are Going Through Some Difficult Times
Breathe Easy
Keep Your Head Up
Things Are Going To Work Out Just Fine
An angel’s whispering voice can be heard by a sleeping soul!
I Know That You Are Going Through Some Difficult Times
Breathe Easy
Keep Your Head Up
Things Are Going To Work Out Just Fine
i’m here
baby girl
right before your eyes
you can breathe easy
with me right by your side
let’s take our time
we have all night
with my head between your thighs
the sweetest passion of our lives
will be fulfilled
lean back
lets enjoy
our intimate ways
i go deep
penetrating your sexual bliss
as i hear you moan seductively
low
but yet still intense
let your sweet juices flow
as we share the intimacy
of our bodies entwined
in our favorite position
its called sixty-nine
tell me how you like it
tell me how you need it
relax baby
enjoy our perfect bliss
breathe easy
tell me how you want it
tell me how you love it
with intense pleasure
enjoy pure sensual bliss
your sweet seductive words
i want to hear you moan my name
you sound better
than any song on the radio
baby
this is like heaven
hold the high notes
of orgasmic delight
as your pussy throbs
to its own pulsating beat
breathe easy
my love
we have all day
no need to rush
take your time
we don’t have to rush
enjoy
my erection
my hard chocolate steel
i’m good to the last drop
so please…
take your time
breathe easy
my baby
breathe easy
as we cum
over
and over
and over again
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Its True
Written By: Love Punaany Bad
Its True…I always think of you
When you’re not with me I’m constantly thinking of you
You’re the first thing I think of in the morning
I can think of a million reasons that you’re on my mind
You’re the last thought on my mind before I sleep
Its True…I love you for so many reasons
I love to give you seductive kisses on your shoulders
All of my erotic thoughts and sexual desires has everything to do with you
I love going downtown on you in public places…
there’s no shame with my erotic ways
I call you for no special reasons because I love the sensuous sounds you make
Its True…I love the way you make me feel
You taste better than anything I can find in a restaurant
I love putting my hands up your skirt
You relieve all my stress and pain
I want to make love to you in the rain
Its True…You are my only fantasy
I only want to make love to you
I’m in love with your hypnotic eyes
There isn’t anything that I wouldn’t do for you
I’m qualified to be your love doctor…I promise to take away all your pain
Its True…My love for you will never die
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Soulmate
Written By: Love PunaabyBad
Have You Ever Had A Great Conversation With Someone
And From That First ConversationYou Knew
You Found Your Soulmate?
Did The First Conversation Begin With
N^gger
B^tch
MotherF^cker
H^e
Or Some Other Profane Word?
Was That Initial Conversation Based On
“LUST” Or “INFATUATION”
*where was i*
oooooooOooooooo Yeah
oooooooOooooooo Yeah
Let Me Continue
It Must Have Had Something To Do
With That SparkleThat I Saw
When I Looked Into Her Eyes
I Was Also Hypnotized By Her Soft Moist Lips
I Kept My Eyes On Them
Following Her Every Word
I Was Hypnotized
From The Start
By Her Self Confidence
Her Wit
Charm
And Amazing Unique Personality
Her Beauty Has Yet To Be Defined
By My Simple Words
One Single Touch From Her
Felt Like Heaven
Her Life Was Purposeful
God Really Broke The Mold
From The Moment Of Her Creation
Loved By All
“HATE”
Could Never Be The Center Of Her Universe
It Seems PropheticThat She Would Often Say
“I’m Not Going To Be Here Forever”
Now She Has A New Home
I’m Sure That She Has Been Blessed
Because From Day One
She Was The Angel
That Captivated My Heart
It Must Of Been Her Smile
Or The Light That Sparkled From Within Her Eyes
But I Knew From Day One
That She Would Be My Soulmate
For All Eternity
REST IN PEACE
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