A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
It's a nice cardio-burner
Knock the eggs in my basket
This is how we bake ass here
Every touch makes her hornier
You gotta do what daddy says, ok?
We're not waiting any longer, daddy
What kind of present is this?
Synchronized beauty
Earn your trust, honey
Yes sir, give me that dick again
Everything will be squared away
Happy birthday, now blow me!
Looks like a naughty party
Let me use you for something naughty
We end the day in lust
Three way fun with an accent
Balanced pain and pleasure
Grounding is not enough
Where's the smirk now?
What other colors you have on?