A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
Every touch makes her hornier
You gotta do what daddy says, ok?
Three way fun with an accent
Looks like a naughty party
Knock the eggs in my basket
Synchronized beauty
We end the day in lust
What other colors you have on?
Grounding is not enough
Everything will be squared away
What kind of present is this?
Yes sir, give me that dick again
We're not waiting any longer, daddy
Let me use you for something naughty
It's a nice cardio-burner
Balanced pain and pleasure
This is how we bake ass here
Earn your trust, honey
Happy birthday, now blow me!
Where's the smirk now?