Velvet Underground

. . . meandered lewdly through the dingle . . .

Acting on your urges can be very rewarding.

Killers

Evil Urges - - - My Morning Jacket

. . . through clouds of dense violet . . .

Empty Pages - - - Traffic

Iron Butterfly

. . . composed by inebriated cherubs who . . .

. . . yet svelte Werevampirelemurs to writhe . . .

. . . become victims of the dreaded. . .

Canyonlands and Arches National Parks

What foreign country that you’ve never been to would you want to visit?

Too often simple things are made complicated.

. . . trenchant thoughts and adequate lube . . .

. . . satisfied the deepest primordial hunger . . .

Hello Lynn

Together thay filled the office conference room with primordial moans.

. . . the perfect way to attract . . .

They swooned from the delectable taste that coated their busy fingers.

Runny

Backside, frontside, any side was where he went exploring for satisfaction.

. . . paint themselves a garish purple. . .

Dagger

Silver

Tongue

Her smile was more than an invitation, it was a promise.

. . . due to a zoning mistake . . .

. . . an earthy base for smoothies . . .

carrot - - - rancor

• She savored the aromatic taste of the fingertips pressed against her lips.

. . . herd of rotund truculent marmots . . .

He had never done that before, but it sure felt damn good.