A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
More fucking than breathing
She missed the double kissing
He's in your hands now!
Capture me properly
Off the record
Might as well share the night
One more cookie
Hanging with something hung
Nastier and dirtier, please!
We could try with lips too
If mom won't do it, i will
Your lipstick is dick for the next hour
You came in the right castle