It definitely has not
Vintage. For some reason the reflection out of the mirror always looks better than my image in photographs looks like.
. I want to feel your semen fill my cave
And wash away my senses with its wave. Do It Now
Your sausage spreads my walls so far apart
And goes so far inside it scrapes my heart;
No other man could ever fill me so
Or make me come so often, that I know
It definitely has not
Vintage. For some reason the reflection out of the mirror always looks better than my image in photographs looks like.
. I want to feel your semen fill my cave
And wash away my senses with its wave. Do It Now
Your sausage spreads my walls so far apart
And goes so far inside it scrapes my heart;
No other man could ever fill me so
Or make me come so often, that I know
It definitely has not
Vintage. For some reason the reflection out of the mirror always looks better than my image in photographs looks like.
. I want to feel your semen fill my cave
And wash away my senses with its wave. Do It Now
Your sausage spreads my walls so far apart
And goes so far inside it scrapes my heart;
No other man could ever fill me so
Or make me come so often, that I know
