We were wearing too much clothes…

Too much clothes
We were just chilling and suddenly
she said to me:
"Why don't you sit on my lap?!"
So I did so,
but oh-no
She said: "Crap!
Too much clothes on!
Everything needs to be gone!"

We were wearing too much clothes…
Too much clothes
We were just chilling and suddenly
she said to me:
"Why don't you sit on my lap?!"
So I did so,
but oh-no
She said: "Crap!
Too much clothes on!
Everything needs to be gone!"
And after she was done with meShe made me seewhat a good girl I could beLicking her fingers…
Let’s talk about the number 69…
It’s funny how my thoughts before something happens are so different….
For her there was no doubtHer fingers caused this shakeoutbut her tongue caused a blackout.
Yes, it made her sick. Love can do that, you know…
It was just like the jigsaw puzzle.