Absolute pure poetry
Absolute pure poetry
Grounding is not enough
What kind of present is this?
Knock the eggs in my basket
Make yourself uncomfortable
Earn your trust, honey
When you put it this way...
Welcome to your life, little girl
I'm ready to eat
It's a nice cardio-burner
Synchronized beauty
Rubbing in the dark
I bet you can fuck me to heaven
Balanced pain and pleasure
Do you want my attention?
Waiter, i would like a cock
The taste of hard work
Looks like a naughty party
Happy birthday, now blow me!
We end the day in lust
We're not waiting any longer, daddy