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