Australian love

In the depths of our souls, Where the Dreamtime still holds, We find a passion that's pure, A love that's both wild and secure. Chorus: Older bodies, still so alive, Passion burning deep inside, Vagina licking, liquid throws of ecstasy, Intimacy is wild sacred and profane. Her body a canvas of time, A story etched in every line, The taste of her lips, a nectar divine, A love that's pure and wholly mine. Chorus: Older bodies, still so alive, Passion burning deep inside, Vagina licking, liquid throws of ecstasy, Intimacy is wild sacred and profane. Bridge: Vibrations and spasms that ripple through her frame, A symphony of pleasure that's not just a game, The expulsion of liquid love that fills my mouth, A love that's both sacred and profane, without a doubt. Chorus: Older bodies, still so alive, Passion burning deep inside, Vagina licking, liquid throws of ecstasy, Intimacy is wild sacred and profane. Outro: This is a love that's felt with every touch, Every taste that makes us both feel so much, A connection that goes beyond words, A love that's both intimate and absurd.