High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
The toes are the tip
Prepare me for college, daddy
In private i'll dance on your pole
Do i catch your eye?
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
Give me a better quote
Rounded to perfection
Wilderness is fucking in tents
If it's buff stick it in
Body warmth is cure for cold
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
I'm housework and you'll do me
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
You're brand new, let's rip your seal