Cool things are your legs and my face
Tongues tasting finger trace
Warm hands running over naked flesh
Those things are cool
Lips locked and taste of wine
Cool things always on my mind
Lusty touching with trembling hands
Those things are cool
Can’t get enough of things that are cool
You in my bed, me inside you
Wet pussy, flesh, hot to the taste
Those things are cool
Things cool to me are hot things to you
Hot cocks pulsing pussies gushing
Rubbing you harder, you’re rigid and taught
Cool things to me are just fucking hot
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