I know I’m getting older,
For when I fantasize,
About two women in my bed,
It’s not sex and boobs and bums and thighs,
But how it’d be to spoon with them instead.
I know I’m getting older,
For when I fantasize,
About two women in my bed,
It’s not sex and boobs and bums and thighs,
But how it’d be to spoon with them instead.
Hmm…in this case, perhaps you should be the filling in a spoon sandwich.
That was indeed my thought in the middle of the night. 😉