all the pretty things en paris mais ou’est-ce que c’est mon gentilhomme le beau the strong the one […]
stale coffe on my breath I can taste it But it tastes good like you and morning wood […]
what a dangerous game you’re playing, love you have me all tied up hooked and caught and so […]
right now it’s the sweet fear of falling of leaping of being obsessed with an addiction the friction […]
It’s sickly breath if the stickiness is any attest to the heat of last night’s fuck fest But […]
I wanna fuck No you know what? No I want love Through and through I want to love. […]
What is a nice girl like you doing in a place like this? i guess Alice knew best. […]
