Absolute pure poetry
Absolute pure poetry
Dignity sounds like a foreign word
Kind of a necessity
Circles of thrust
Freshly shaved for deep sensations
Whatever your pool needs
Hold that cum in!
Big ass double trouble
Since there's nothing on tv...
Where i step, you lick
Lucky seven times in a row
Quench your itch you dirty bitch
Does your ass feel invaded?
Forced by circumstances
Are you over here to play, young man?