A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
I'm looking out for you, bro
Naked bodies have clear mind
All the holes are usable
Sneaking behind a fox
Ride her like she's yours
Ssst, fuck quietly!
Wildly more fun
Clearly you are happy to see me
Submission solves trouble
Full blown invitation
Keep the ball rolling!
Everything you desire, papi
No turning back, honey
You're earning more than coins