High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
The toes are the tip
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Body warmth is cure for cold
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
In private i'll dance on your pole
Do i catch your eye?
Rounded to perfection
Wilderness is fucking in tents
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
If it's buff stick it in
I'm housework and you'll do me
Give me a better quote
Prepare me for college, daddy