A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
Yes sir, give me that dick again
What other colors you have on?
Lead the way
I have to get on top of you
Everything will be squared away
You gotta do what daddy says, ok?
The faithful line is way beyond
Perfection in a pair
This is how we bake ass here
Bark like a horny bitch, stepsis
She has the luck, she needs the talent
Don't be scared, use me harder
Perfect cookie for breakfast
She's not made for dialogue
Leverage on both ends
You have somewhere you have to be?
Where's the smirk now?
Three way fun with an accent
Let me use you for something naughty
I'm gonna be your flapper girl