The past hits like a present
The past hits like a present
I want to read you up close
I will make it fair to you!
Bring the pain to build the pleasure
That wet mouth looks yummy
The morning smell is between thighs
We want so much more than kisses
No hand could fill me like this
How do business men get down on weekends?
Am i suppose to not like this?
I bet you can serve me the special
Perfect as always
I'll throw a sinful light on you