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