The Foxy Escort With Her Date

The Foxy Escort With Her Date He drank his wine, savoring it just fine. His spirits a lift now he opened his gift Out jumped a foxy dame ready for his game Are you ready for bondage my little young hostage Ties and whips Hot wax and clips Her young face turned red not knowing what was ahead Escort service said it was dinner, not be a hoar and a sinner I'm a student at night school not your playmate and fool I sorry, I rain on your parade and can't play your charade I must go right now not be herded like a cow Forget the bells and whistles then, just soft land on my missile Sir I'm not that type of gal that sleeps with any kind of pal Please take your rocket and deep pockets ... To my pent house room with your flaming fumes And there's your desire waiting for your heart's a fire Huh? Why did you play your game to light my flame Huh? Did you whet my appetite for a long rough night My dear, you're a good tease I hope you please Sir I hope you back the talk with your walk It's going to be rough, let me tell you, and with handcuffs and Hot wax To the max Sir I hope you back the talk with your walk I roll my eyes to you, I despise Sir take these pills To give yourself more of a trill You'll need it, to keep up with this young pup Again, Sir please don't disappoint me with your church key Or your mama's boy with toys Oh baby you're good This is what the doctor ordered Babe what's your name Paris Pachecho connie pachecho 1/06/17