A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
Her ass is tastier well stuffed
I might as well teach you to handle eggs
I'll let you swap the roles
Win the game to play with me
She likes a good seat
Fuck me penche
One milky way with the nature
Is this present for me or you, son?
My crusted ugly masterpiece
Quite the pickle...
Introduced to anal introduction
Looks kinda nice, son