Like Sunday Kind Of Love - Ravi kopra

I woke up early in the morning
And slipped my hand under her nightie,
Caressing her softly, gently.
She woke up feeling my touch
And glided her hand down by belly,
Finding me all aroused, she pressed

Her legs against my legs
And went on saying mumblingly:
"Good morning, love

I don’t want to get out of bed,
It is Sunday today.
Let’s make love

Like Sunday kind of love."