A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
I'm ready to eat
What kind of present is this?
I bet you can fuck me to heaven
When you put it this way...
Synchronized beauty
The taste of hard work
Grounding is not enough
Rubbing in the dark
Earn your trust, honey
Welcome to your life, little girl
Knock the eggs in my basket
Do you want my attention?
You must be hungry...
The hottest girl in town
We're not waiting any longer, daddy
Camera wants you to open up
Train my ass to your liking
Cheer me up and inside
Waiter, i would like a cock
Make yourself uncomfortable