Angie Koks
Angie Koks
Soft all over
Have you met perfection?
I have my methods, daddy
No fear of the monster
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
I need a taste to be convinced
Claim your big prize
Look at that, how nice it slides
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Don't you just love mornings?
You are an amazing specimen, miss