Showing posts with label cachondeces. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cachondeces. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

estocastico

"...revolver sexual para la ruleta rusa..."

Zoe
Tambien sexualmente somos causales, circunstanciales, azarosos, a la deriva...

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Feelin Love

You make me feel like a sticky pistil

Leaning into her stamen.

You make me feel like Mr. Sunshine himself.

You make me feel like splendor in the grass

where we're rolling

Damn skippy baby you make me feel like the Amazon's running

between my thighs.

You make me feel love

You make me feel like a candy apple all red and horny

You make me feel like I want to be dumb blonde

In a centerfold, the girl next door.

And I would open the door and I'd be all wet

With my tits soaking through this tiny little t-shirt

That I'm wearing and you would open the door

And tie me up to the bed.

You make me feel love Lover,

I don't know who I am Am I Barry White?

Am I hot inside?

What would I place with your hot conscious

Oh baby babe babe babe I will be your death the moon light

Take your time

You make me feel love

Paula Cole

Una de las canciones mas cachondas que tengo memoria