Roses are red
Trinket is hot
I'd gladly please her
but a horse I am not
Roses are red
The fireplace lit
The thick rug in front of it
That's where will sit
We'll savour our wine
And we'll start to explore
All those sensitive places
We've grown to adore
We'll worship our bodies
In search of delight
And savour eachother
Until we're both satisfied
Guilty of thinking about it, innocent of expecting any sex
You have gone without real life sex far too long (G)
Dr. Desmodus's Wonderful Wing Balm, a rich ointment, specially developed to restore and maintain the souple leathery texture of your wings, to ensure a lifetime of pleasurable and silent soaring through the night skies
Running jump..... SPLASH!
Above
and maybe below too
Roes are red
Open that sluice
Drip on my lips
While I drink from your juice
Yes, with Sampsha in the middle
There once was a girl with red hair
Who made a vow never to wear
Roses are red
If you ladies are slick
Just come here and tell me
And I'll gladly lick
Who could resist those lips... above
Hey! Randy!
Okay, those kisses were for Myra obviously. Sorry Randy, going to have to pass
Better luck below, I hope
Lena Horne - I Get the Blues When It Rains