Her mother was long gone, and her big-shot father traveled constantly, leaving Penny with an old housekeeper who managed to stand up long enough to throw supper on the table before tottering back to the gin bottle in her room at the far end of the house. "Tomorrow I'll come back and we'll have a real date, and maybe make out, and if you like me and if I'm lucky, you'll let me cop a feel
. .
. Wanting to give her respite, I withdrew my tongue and gave her time to recover. I also couldn’t believe that amidst all of the turmoil, she confessed her love for me I wasn't sure what to say, so I just got out of the car and when I did, he drove away without saying goodbye.
Time…
I have all the time in the world,
To make your toes curl
To make your soul unfurl
And become entwined, one with mine,
As we reach for the heavens high,
Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”
This is the best, you beg me to rest
The fire within in me calls…
For me to go balls deep
Put you to sleep
I slide in, and the rhythm begins,
In and out…in and out
The percussion enters as do I,
Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,
Your moans are like a chorus
All that ecstasy that was before us,
Comes to a close, our wills impose…
A deep sleep,
That we should keep in sync,
With the soul’s melody. The soul’s melody
Music playing, hips swing
Dancing to the beat of my own drum
My body and yours…
Numb with ecstasy
The beat keeps time
.
Her mother was long gone, and her big-shot father traveled constantly, leaving Penny with an old housekeeper who managed to stand up long enough to throw supper on the table before tottering back to the gin bottle in her room at the far end of the house. "Tomorrow I'll come back and we'll have a real date, and maybe make out, and if you like me and if I'm lucky, you'll let me cop a feel
. .
. Wanting to give her respite, I withdrew my tongue and gave her time to recover. I also couldn’t believe that amidst all of the turmoil, she confessed her love for me I wasn't sure what to say, so I just got out of the car and when I did, he drove away without saying goodbye.
Time…
I have all the time in the world,
To make your toes curl
To make your soul unfurl
And become entwined, one with mine,
As we reach for the heavens high,
Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”
This is the best, you beg me to rest
The fire within in me calls…
For me to go balls deep
Put you to sleep
I slide in, and the rhythm begins,
In and out…in and out
The percussion enters as do I,
Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,
Your moans are like a chorus
All that ecstasy that was before us,
Comes to a close, our wills impose…
A deep sleep,
That we should keep in sync,
With the soul’s melody. The soul’s melody
Music playing, hips swing
Dancing to the beat of my own drum
My body and yours…
Numb with ecstasy
The beat keeps time
.
Her mother was long gone, and her big-shot father traveled constantly, leaving Penny with an old housekeeper who managed to stand up long enough to throw supper on the table before tottering back to the gin bottle in her room at the far end of the house. "Tomorrow I'll come back and we'll have a real date, and maybe make out, and if you like me and if I'm lucky, you'll let me cop a feel
. .
. Wanting to give her respite, I withdrew my tongue and gave her time to recover. I also couldn’t believe that amidst all of the turmoil, she confessed her love for me I wasn't sure what to say, so I just got out of the car and when I did, he drove away without saying goodbye.
Time…
I have all the time in the world,
To make your toes curl
To make your soul unfurl
And become entwined, one with mine,
As we reach for the heavens high,
Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”
This is the best, you beg me to rest
The fire within in me calls…
For me to go balls deep
Put you to sleep
I slide in, and the rhythm begins,
In and out…in and out
The percussion enters as do I,
Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,
Your moans are like a chorus
All that ecstasy that was before us,
Comes to a close, our wills impose…
A deep sleep,
That we should keep in sync,
With the soul’s melody. The soul’s melody
Music playing, hips swing
Dancing to the beat of my own drum
My body and yours…
Numb with ecstasy
The beat keeps time
.
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Patricia Schumann Nude - Debut (2014)