03-28-2016, 01:31 PM
When your fingers play me like a fiddle
And your tongue unlocks my inner riddle
I bite my lip in ecstatic repose
As my eyes roll up and the mind blows
Nothing wrong with a little diddle
And your tongue unlocks my inner riddle
I bite my lip in ecstatic repose
As my eyes roll up and the mind blows
Nothing wrong with a little diddle