Absolute pure poetry
Absolute pure poetry
It was meant to be
Spread us in the sheets
Taste what you don't get at home
An impulse to rub you better
Wanna play a choking game?
Air or your mistress?
Gotta put that work in
Leave your dick here and go away
Shut up and watch me fuck your husband
I don't think you're that busy...
Take it like a beef steak
The views are really good!
Oh, again darling?