Time…
I have all the time in the world,
To make your toes curl
To make your soul unfurl
And become entwined, one with mine,
As we reach for the heavens high,
Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”
This is the best, you beg me to rest
The fire within in me calls…
For me to go balls deep
Put you to sleep
I slide in, and the rhythm begins,
In and out…in and out
The percussion enters as do I,
Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,
Your moans are like a chorus
All that ecstasy that was before us,
Comes to a close, our wills impose…
A deep sleep,
That we should keep in sync,
With the soul’s melody
. .
. . I would have to overgrow the skin, and then fill the tissue inside, then more skin, on and on until they were the right size
Knyttet til Helvede. Paradis
Time…
I have all the time in the world,
To make your toes curl
To make your soul unfurl
And become entwined, one with mine,
As we reach for the heavens high,
Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”
This is the best, you beg me to rest
The fire within in me calls…
For me to go balls deep
Put you to sleep
I slide in, and the rhythm begins,
In and out…in and out
The percussion enters as do I,
Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,
Your moans are like a chorus
All that ecstasy that was before us,
Comes to a close, our wills impose…
A deep sleep,
That we should keep in sync,
With the soul’s melody
. .
. . I would have to overgrow the skin, and then fill the tissue inside, then more skin, on and on until they were the right size
Knyttet til Helvede. Paradis
I looked to my balls and realized that they were hidden behind my cock. I entered the room and crept up to Carol’s bed
Wanz Factory I wanted to but if I did. I know our love came through odd circumstances and it was forged in the fires of war so if we can do this we can do anything
. Please eat me
Insane with lust and ready for anything, Katherine didn’t even try to guide him
Time…
I have all the time in the world,
To make your toes curl
To make your soul unfurl
And become entwined, one with mine,
As we reach for the heavens high,
Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”
This is the best, you beg me to rest
The fire within in me calls…
For me to go balls deep
Put you to sleep
I slide in, and the rhythm begins,
In and out…in and out
The percussion enters as do I,
Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,
Your moans are like a chorus
All that ecstasy that was before us,
Comes to a close, our wills impose…
A deep sleep,
That we should keep in sync,
With the soul’s melody
. .
. . I would have to overgrow the skin, and then fill the tissue inside, then more skin, on and on until they were the right size
Knyttet til Helvede. Paradis
Knyttet til Helvede. Paradis