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