Baby when I use my vibrato on your G-string you'll take your Falsetto an octave higher.
Nice set of parabolas!
Maybe now you could give me oral assurances of firmness, and later on we might see about talking about anticipatory breach.
Are you cold? You should be; you've been naked in my mind all night.
You're so hot, I'd let you penetrate my defense.
Did it hurt…when you fell from heaven? Because I know a good personal injury lawyer.
I'm an outfielder – I'll catch you.
Let's drag out this excruciatingly ill-fated romance until there isn't even a remote possibility of salvaging a friendship.
Are you a flower? Because this honeybee is gonna be sucking you dry tonight.
Do you want to know what's always up and never gets tired? My dick.