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