A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
She knows the drill and loves the thrill
I want you up
Don't keep your hands to yourself
Alohomora your legs
Delicate as a petal
You are my meal
Oh, your tongue does speak japanese...
Moan, groan and cum
The relaxation at home
No reason to be shy
Up to take it elbow deep
It seems my lessons find you horny
We can work or we can fuck
Your present is down there
I love helping your guys perform
We aim to help your daughter
Whistle me and i'll blow