A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
Earn your trust, honey
Knock the eggs in my basket
The taste of hard work
Happy birthday, now blow me!
Balanced pain and pleasure
Waiter, i would like a cock
I'm ready to eat
Do you want my attention?
Looks like a naughty party
Welcome to your life, little girl
Grounding is not enough
I bet you can fuck me to heaven
Synchronized beauty
It's a nice cardio-burner
We end the day in lust
What kind of present is this?
When you put it this way...
Make yourself uncomfortable
Rubbing in the dark
We're not waiting any longer, daddy