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