Miss Volvo, independent

Simple, down to earth, Viking volcanic woman 999 funny one when meet me, on phone hard as rock . Let my lips trail across the soft, Smooth surface of Your skin And straight down the tender bridge that is Your spine Allow my fingers to massage Your body with pleasure Unlocking the secrets of your dirtiest, lustful fantasies The sweet, **** screams light my soul on fire All sources of speech vanquish into thin air My tongue drinks from the river of Hell's kitchen Intensifying Your castle of steamy, hot dreams Gently I ****** each spot with caution For each spot is dangerously tender One slick touch of pressure and from her Will erupt a ****** volcano I am an erupting volcano Spewing passion Spewing rage Burning those nearby I erupt I burn I love My ashes will remain after You Asphyxiating me by Your kiss