Luyện nghe bài hát Afterwards

The a mess
When we're and at rest
And I can just see the post fuck across your chest

The telly's
The lit only by the screen
And now perfect moulds
With just our in between

Well, I'm not to what my mother said
we're doing inside my bed
And I'm not pretending this time you're else
But I'm these sheets all by myself

is best
You get up to get
I think your pants are by the
I tomorrow we might be sore

in this light, your tits look white against the tanning
And I know we're a now 'cause
We went the Family Planning

It hit me in the waiting
Waiting for you you were getting what you need
But I can't help be a bit disappointed when you start to

is best
You get up to get
I think your pants are by the
I we might be sore