The menu of what might happen
The menu of what might happen
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
If it's buff stick it in
I'm housework and you'll do me
Body warmth is cure for cold
The toes are the tip
Rounded to perfection
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
Give me a better quote
Wilderness is fucking in tents
Prepare me for college, daddy
Do i catch your eye?
In private i'll dance on your pole