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