Thy Prince blessed be for that hotness is turning me on like a stove...And thy pecs remind me of the most lucious cake,far better than any else....Sire Paris beggons me to stray far from God's path...Man makes me sit down on my knees. P.S : Fair lady Rosaline got yourself some fine asss!!!
Thy Prince blessed be for that hotness is turning me on like a stove...And thy pecs remind me of the most lucious cake,far better than any else....Sire Paris beggons me to stray far from God's path...Man makes me sit down on my knees.
P.S : Fair lady Rosaline got yourself some fine asss!!!