Seeing is Believing, Justine Jakobs
Seeing is Believing, Justine Jakobs
Do i catch your eye?
Wilderness is fucking in tents
Your hands are warm
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
In private i'll dance on your pole
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Keep up with my obscenity
I'm housework and you'll do me
This will happen a lot, roomie
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
Rounded to perfection
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
She's not a dream, she is a fantasy
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