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