A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
Happiness has a young penis in it
Fashionably fuckable
Perfectly big for all she needs
Wow indeed, my son
How to not get bored at grandpa
Someone to talk to...
Oh, that's damn good daddy
A bit lonely, a lot horny
Still dripping if the water stops
We score to win in this family
Rock, paper, sex
Slut on bones is all she is
Break the ball with your moan