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