Your legs weaken and you brace yourself against the table
. I long to taste you , to feel you, to kiss your sweet lips. Gently you place me on the table our lips still locked and our tongues tangled
. . He doesn't budge
Your legs weaken and you brace yourself against the table
. I long to taste you , to feel you, to kiss your sweet lips. Gently you place me on the table our lips still locked and our tongues tangled
. . He doesn't budge
Your legs weaken and you brace yourself against the table
. I long to taste you , to feel you, to kiss your sweet lips. Gently you place me on the table our lips still locked and our tongues tangled
. . He doesn't budge
Moana Pozzi with Rocco - Rear Burner.(1990)