See you thought I was a
saint cuz my daddy
sits
in the
pulpit
give'n the congregation
holy fits
preach'n that bible
shit
Sorry I don't mean to
be disrespectful
just figur'n I could get
to know you
looky here, you ever been back
to the pastor's study
why don't you come with
me
and see
come on
lets go read
the Song of Solomon
& you become
one
with this preacher's son
I just want to lay my hands
on you and pray
& show you how the Lawd
works in mysterious ways
lets go back here and
try-angles on a square desk
let me wet my hands and put
blessed oil on your chest
& sanctify your soul
make you sing in
saprano and alto
there will be just enough tongue
in my kiss
to make you want to stand up
and witness
by the way I'm talking about
a kiss
on the lips
below your hips
if you down, you have to keep this
behind the scenes
I don't want folks know'n the
preacher's son is a sex-fiend
Damn baby you got skills... Im really really vibin off this. Very well done. Much Luve, Jay.
Hey Cuz, You have got me dying over here!!! You are too much, but BOY you are certainly telling the truth... You KNOW I am FEELIN' this one!!! All Luv...
Ok, I can only comment on this not critique it. It reminds me of the time you had hot, sensual, exotic (think mosquitos) in the back of a church with your partner in crime.