Falling for the creep the body leech here he comes. Vicious hypnosis, a clenched fist saying it's wrong. to want more than a folk song. underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall.
Piss-poor, ride in her sun bathing fireside. We're here for the porn and the sirloin. Get your T-bone. Let your backbone slide. Tunnel and sky collide.
mary and dave i heard them say. come on in down to java's shop. exploitedly be explicitely be. sought a fever. . she's my wet blanket. sea pass alude gone for the grass.