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