My Colombian Breakfast There was a Colombian princess, I just had to see again, So I left the breakfast buffet, and had my family watch my kids, I said, 'I'd be back, just didn't know when.' I told her I was coming, That it would be a very short visit.
She said she didn't mind, She said she wanted to see my face, she just had to kiss it. When I arrived at the door, She yelled, "come in, I'm on my bed", Lying there beautiful in sexy lingerie, I think it was devil red.
I lied down next to her, We started to hug and kiss, My tongue ran hungrily up & down her body, I don't think my parents thought I was doing this.
As my tongue went from her breasts, And continued its journey south, When I got to her amazing sweet spot, I needed to taste it right then with my mouth. My tongue worked its magic, She wiggled, convulsed & shook, From the ecstasy she was feeling, She came within minutes, that's all it took.
When suddenly I realized, The man behind the omelette station was tapping my shoulder, My omelette was ready, but I was lost in my daydream, I asked him for some ice so I could make my hot body colder!