Testo Honey Pot

Found with a hand in the pot. Palms full. Everything got. Gold skin on a summer's eve. Shed tees and white teeth. I'll take what I want. I'll concede to all my faults. Dirty jeans and tongues pretend to talk. I won't feel guilty when you kiss me. Love is malleable and it bends like a body. Legs wrapped around me. The Gated Garden is a myth I can't conceive. And I know where I'll sleep. Honey pot. I'll take what I want. I want.