A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
She's not made for dialogue
What other colors you have on?
The faithful line is way beyond
You have somewhere you have to be?
Bark like a horny bitch, stepsis
I'm gonna be your flapper girl
I have to get on top of you
Three way fun with an accent
You gotta do what daddy says, ok?
Perfect cookie for breakfast
Yes sir, give me that dick again
Don't be scared, use me harder
This is how we bake ass here
She has the luck, she needs the talent
Where's the smirk now?
Let me use you for something naughty
Leverage on both ends
Perfection in a pair
Everything will be squared away
Lead the way