Dig and come

If you could no longer feel the grip

Of my poosy lips

Slide up and down your dig

Tell me this

Would you miss it

If you never got to feel my skin pressed against your skin

Never had me nibbling your lips

Or you sucking my tits again

Tell me this

Would you miss it

I know you'd miss this and so do you

I'm addicted to everything we do

You're lying to yourself if you think you aren't too

Mmmhmmm mmmmhmmm

I'm just here for your dig come chest neck face beard and cute little butt

So what

That doesn't mean I'm falling in love

My poosy is a fat kid And Your dig is cake

I can't get enough of it I crave it every day

I love to make it blow With the force of a fire hose

You could fill a bucket

with your load

oh Hi, my name is bucket

What time are we fugging, though

Mmmhmmm mmmmhmmm

I'm just here for your dig come chest neck face beard and cute little butt

So what

That doesn't mean I'm falling in love

You said, "Should we just discontinue this?"

And asked me what I thought. You think you'd really be able to quit

I think not.

Think you'll find this again with anyone else

you're in for a shock

So you can discontinue that kind of talk

stop thinking I'm falling cause I'm not

I'm just addicted to your cog

I'll tell you again just in case you forgot

Mmmhmmm mmmmhmmm

I'm just here for your dig come chest neck face beard and cute little butt

So what

That doesn't mean I'm falling in love

Mmmhmmm mmmmhmmm

I'm just here for your dig come chest neck face beard and cute little butt

So what

That doesn't mean I'm falling in love