A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
Young cock was in the horoscope
I have an opened aperture
Like taking your temperature
Lovely spread we have here, miss
Passing every pleasure level
Try everything at least once
I'll do more if i'm allowed...
Touch remains better than smell into memory
All you do is make a mess, young lady
Year start with a skinny bang
Just to look at me?
You have the heart to let me play alone?
Sneak a dick between us
Let's play smack the ass