Absolute pure poetry
Absolute pure poetry
You need some milking, cowboy?
You're the nice kind of sick, sis
It's itching beyond control, stepbro
Uh look, it slides in
Officer, i'm guilty
Blow for a wish to come true
Scissoring makes tanning even
Right there is where you don't stop
We suspect you have an interest, son
Lucky you, i'm also horny
Extremely busy body parts
Anal gifts are involved
I have more questions now, daddy
The booty is the treasure
This isn't a work project