A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
She has the luck, she needs the talent
The faithful line is way beyond
Bark like a horny bitch, stepsis
Don't be scared, use me harder
Perfect cookie for breakfast
I'm gonna be your flapper girl
How's the pressure like this?
Don't you love the squeeze, stepbro?
Lead the way
Slip me in your to-do list
Warming up first is a rule
Take every virginity!
A young girl's dreams