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