Honey Pot

Your gorgeous, and a temptation I can’t deny The only trouble is, my waistline has ballooned since I first met you. You may be asking why Well that’s my sweet tongue, sticky fingers and your delicious honey pot. Why don’t you diet I hear you say. Well, life’s to short for fannying around The only fanny I crave is your lovely honey pot. Well, after all I guess its nice to have a few extra lbs (pounds) anyway.