I love those bronze horns
Making splashes in our waterbed countercurrent
Your two legs are erected like a bull’s horns
She cast her eyes in the bedroom mirror
The water reflected her double mighty powerful horns,
And the baby oil that shines my behind
For there’s much power in the swords of her legs
Especially when legs/horns rise upward high
It’s symbolic of fertile soil ready to boil
May I drop thy seed in this here Black mud?
While in subterraneous heat I couldn’t see her horns
Because I kissed her lips a thousand times with vibratory motions
And I couldn’t take my eyes off her brown eyes
Those sexy legs does wonders for elevated gravity
The more pleasure the lesser the gravity
I contemplated this is the reason why
Her legs metamorphosed into bronze horns
Isis in her regal stance wore them proudly upon her crowns too
My milky wax has now escaped my body
I stained it all on her feet and toes
Then her legs became crooked and started to fall
Her legs now wash up in the waterbed stream,
Her enormous chasms ceased
Now her feets rest and lay still
They are drying up on the shore of my thighs now
She gives me a thank you kiss; I released her confession
She admitted her passion by saying: “God **** I was real horny”
By Andre Austin
Making splashes in our waterbed countercurrent
Your two legs are erected like a bull’s horns
She cast her eyes in the bedroom mirror
The water reflected her double mighty powerful horns,
And the baby oil that shines my behind
For there’s much power in the swords of her legs
Especially when legs/horns rise upward high
It’s symbolic of fertile soil ready to boil
May I drop thy seed in this here Black mud?
While in subterraneous heat I couldn’t see her horns
Because I kissed her lips a thousand times with vibratory motions
And I couldn’t take my eyes off her brown eyes
Those sexy legs does wonders for elevated gravity
The more pleasure the lesser the gravity
I contemplated this is the reason why
Her legs metamorphosed into bronze horns
Isis in her regal stance wore them proudly upon her crowns too
My milky wax has now escaped my body
I stained it all on her feet and toes
Then her legs became crooked and started to fall
Her legs now wash up in the waterbed stream,
Her enormous chasms ceased
Now her feets rest and lay still
They are drying up on the shore of my thighs now
She gives me a thank you kiss; I released her confession
She admitted her passion by saying: “God **** I was real horny”
By Andre Austin