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