A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
When you put it this way...
Earn your trust, honey
What kind of present is this?
I'm ready to eat
The taste of hard work
We're not waiting any longer, daddy
Grounding is not enough
I bet you can fuck me to heaven
Rubbing in the dark
Synchronized beauty
Train my ass to your liking
Cheer me up and inside
The hottest girl in town
You must be hungry...
Waiter, i would like a cock
Make yourself uncomfortable
Do you want my attention?
Welcome to your life, little girl
Camera wants you to open up
Knock the eggs in my basket