It Hurts So Good
Millie Jackson
3:30Baby, city sleeping There's nothing moving 'cept you and me Silence, long caresses I'm tortured deep inside to the edge of ecstasy Slow tongue Working your way down Slow tongue Working your way down Frantic, racing heartbeats Not a love fold left unexplored Juicy, lubricating You bring me to the rim—I can't take it anymore Slow tongue Working your way down Slow tongue Working your way down And finally, you excite me You decide to let go Together we explode Slow tongue Working your way down Slow tongue Working your way down Slow tongue Working your way down down down