A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
What other colors you have on?
She's not made for dialogue
Every touch makes her hornier
This is how we bake ass here
The faithful line is way beyond
Looks like a naughty party
You have somewhere you have to be?
You gotta do what daddy says, ok?
Leverage on both ends
Three way fun with an accent
Balanced pain and pleasure
Let me use you for something naughty
Perfection in a pair
Where's the smirk now?
We end the day in lust
Yes sir, give me that dick again
It's a nice cardio-burner
Everything will be squared away
Happy birthday, now blow me!
I have to get on top of you