Sheba baby, Sheba baby come along with me and let me taste a little bit of your ecstasy. Sweet lemon, foxy brown tell me what you know. Let me make you feel a bit of my chocolate flow. I'll wash and rub your feet and gently rub your toes and massage you in ways that you've never known. I'll rub your body good, I'll rub your body right to let your mind unwind without your body being tight. I'll start with the steam and run a tub for you of hot water and baby oil and serve you passion fruit while you baste in rose petals and sip on Chardonnay and relax while listening to Maze - "Golden Time Of Day". Then I'll dry your body off and let you inhale the smell of the roses that form the slinky trail to the dining room table from which you'll see a bottle of Mumms and candlelight for you and me.
I'll adorn your tender frame in perfumes and oils and marinate your lovely essence with a special vile of sensual imagination that exists in my mind, which I will impart to you as we begin to dine. I'll clothe you in silk and softly kiss your neck so I can fully inhale the scent of loveliness and nibble on your ear to send you a sign that greatness is to come so baby take your time. I'll feed you, feel you, rub you, touch you, lick you, bite you and do whatever it takes to excite you and when you finally get ready to slip off your robe I'll begin to please you and suck on your toes. I'll take my time and tickle every one and make sure that none misses all of the fun. Then I'll lick up your calf and begin to rap my tongue back and forth behind your kneecap. I wish to tickle your fancy after I've sucked on your toes and leave you trembling with such desire that your body rolls all over me as I slowly move up your leg while tickling and teasing to make you beg; to make your imagination roam to the tip of ecstasy; to make your body churn emitting loads of heat on me; to make you grind and moan until you say enough while allowing me to wear your legs like ear muffs.