Absolute pure poetry
Absolute pure poetry
You are begging for anal, don't you?
Your peach needs an inside blasting
Fucking is housework too
Girls, do i touch it?
Feeling needed is nice
There's a happy face
You said you can take it
She knows her drill
Slips in like it's natural
Juiced up and creamed in
Brush my hair and fuck me everywhere
Keep my whole body busy