Before every session with any of her well-endowed, deep dark, domineering bulls, she assures me with a chuckle and a smirk that my tiny, limp, pale, smooth, shaved, caged nub is just as satisfying. She wouldn't lie, would she?
Lyin’ Eyes
(Words & music by Glenn Frey & Don Henley)
You can't hide your lyin' eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now you'd realize
There ain't no way to hide your lyin eyes
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