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