Absolute pure poetry
Absolute pure poetry
The toes are the tip
Give me a better quote
Body warmth is cure for cold
Wilderness is fucking in tents
In private i'll dance on your pole
Rounded to perfection
Prepare me for college, daddy
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
If it's buff stick it in
I'm housework and you'll do me
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
Do i catch your eye?