My Valentines Wush 2009.
I woke up early today to carry out; my plan for what will be without a doubt.
The best Valentines day you have ever had; I've kept it secret and hope that your not mad.
I played like I forgot but that's wrong; but even if you believed it, you won't for long.
There's not a thing that you need to do; today I prove my LOVE is true.
I am here now cooking you breakfast; with this hectic life, it seems "US" is cumming last.
That's not what I promised you when we began; you are the one thing that makes me a man.
We can eat on the floor by the fireplace; Valentines is on a Saturday, so we can go at a slow pace.
You came down in next to nothing; that's not really fair and plenty distracting.
Usually I just stare into your perfect BLUE EYES; right now my thoughts go to the inside of your thighs.
Your plan, I know, is to make me beg; being prepared I begin to massage your leg.
Soon you will show how much you want it; I think I'll play a headache for a little bit.
I like this game we play with each other; you always win but my playing is getting stronger.
I push it just untill you let me know; that it's time to make our blood flow.
But today is special and I have a surprise; one that is sure to make your temperature rise.
So I dissapear into the next room to change; last week you looked at me a little strange.
Because I was practicing for this big day; this performance is free you don't have to pay.
I picked a costume that I know you'll enjoy; it goes with handcuffs, you know, your favorite toy.
I press play on the stereo as I appear; your shocked, hand over mouth, and you say "oh dear".
Your face goes red and you totally smile; As I begin with a disco - hip hop - tap style.
First my shirt and then a quick turn; if only you knew what these moves took to learn.
I shake my booty and you cheer; actually you scream "nice rear".
I try to continue my routine, but your already there; I stop you and say "not untill its bare".
I put the cuffs on you and sit you back down; you protest, act mad, while showing me a frown.
Your waving a twenty at me and yelling; TWENTY BUCKS??? this is my pride and my ass I'm selling.
As I stand in front of you completely bare; you inhale deeply, smile nervously and just stare.
A moment of silence says so much more; as we realize what the next few hours have in store.
The handcuffs stay on for a while..............
I woke up early today to carry out; my plan for what will be without a doubt.
The best Valentines day you have ever had; I've kept it secret and hope that your not mad.
I played like I forgot but that's wrong; but even if you believed it, you won't for long.
There's not a thing that you need to do; today I prove my LOVE is true.
I am here now cooking you breakfast; with this hectic life, it seems "US" is cumming last.
That's not what I promised you when we began; you are the one thing that makes me a man.
We can eat on the floor by the fireplace; Valentines is on a Saturday, so we can go at a slow pace.
You came down in next to nothing; that's not really fair and plenty distracting.
Usually I just stare into your perfect BLUE EYES; right now my thoughts go to the inside of your thighs.
Your plan, I know, is to make me beg; being prepared I begin to massage your leg.
Soon you will show how much you want it; I think I'll play a headache for a little bit.
I like this game we play with each other; you always win but my playing is getting stronger.
I push it just untill you let me know; that it's time to make our blood flow.
But today is special and I have a surprise; one that is sure to make your temperature rise.
So I dissapear into the next room to change; last week you looked at me a little strange.
Because I was practicing for this big day; this performance is free you don't have to pay.
I picked a costume that I know you'll enjoy; it goes with handcuffs, you know, your favorite toy.
I press play on the stereo as I appear; your shocked, hand over mouth, and you say "oh dear".
Your face goes red and you totally smile; As I begin with a disco - hip hop - tap style.
First my shirt and then a quick turn; if only you knew what these moves took to learn.
I shake my booty and you cheer; actually you scream "nice rear".
I try to continue my routine, but your already there; I stop you and say "not untill its bare".
I put the cuffs on you and sit you back down; you protest, act mad, while showing me a frown.
Your waving a twenty at me and yelling; TWENTY BUCKS??? this is my pride and my ass I'm selling.
As I stand in front of you completely bare; you inhale deeply, smile nervously and just stare.
A moment of silence says so much more; as we realize what the next few hours have in store.
The handcuffs stay on for a while..............