The Next Morning
The Next Morning
She's not a dream, she is a fantasy
Do i catch your eye?
Spread your legs to split the pleasure
In private i'll dance on your pole
Keep up with my obscenity
Give me a better quote
I'm housework and you'll do me
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Wilderness is fucking in tents
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
Rounded to perfection
This will happen a lot, roomie
Your hands are warm