She really couldn’t grasp what was going on anymore
. And you’re going to obey me every word.
Orgasm. When I gaze into his eyes of blue,
I cannot help but think of you,
For that and his curly locks of hair,
Are just two features you two share. Of all the things you’ve given to me,
As proof that the best things really are free,
If I had to narrow it down to one,
It would be the birth of our only son
She really couldn’t grasp what was going on anymore
. And you’re going to obey me every word.
Orgasm. When I gaze into his eyes of blue,
I cannot help but think of you,
For that and his curly locks of hair,
Are just two features you two share. Of all the things you’ve given to me,
As proof that the best things really are free,
If I had to narrow it down to one,
It would be the birth of our only son
She really couldn’t grasp what was going on anymore
. And you’re going to obey me every word.
Orgasm. When I gaze into his eyes of blue,
I cannot help but think of you,
For that and his curly locks of hair,
Are just two features you two share. Of all the things you’ve given to me,
As proof that the best things really are free,
If I had to narrow it down to one,
It would be the birth of our only son
