Wedding Sex

temperature rise, when u open up those thighs, I. Feel yo body shake now, U screaming out. Flip, turn u round. How u moan, tell its going down. I can i put it down, pus making squeaky sounds. Ass phat n round. Never passed round. Thinking bout wife'in u. Back n forth, arguments, hardly admit, im fucked up. But need love. Remember, when we fuck. Its heats up. Slow down, speed up. These speed bumps. We dont need drugs. We even hug. We dont believe in love. We believe in Luck, but believe in us, to, every fucking day, every night. want u bu mu dide, thunk im bout to wife u now, thinj im bout to wife u now