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