My Colombian Breakfast

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!