The artist’s hands
The artist’s hands
In private i'll dance on your pole
Body warmth is cure for cold
Prepare me for college, daddy
The toes are the tip
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
Give me a better quote
I'm housework and you'll do me
If it's buff stick it in
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Do i catch your eye?
Wilderness is fucking in tents