Blacked Taylor Whyte
Blacked Taylor Whyte
Glad i gave you my room number
It feels like one of my romantic books
Leave the morals someplace else
Feel the hunger
How's that morning cock for you?
Faster to the finish line!
Melt my chocolate with your fire
Our kitties can purr together
Use me for all i goth
In your mind you can be free
Take a breath and this huge dong
Gimme more of that!
We have time to feel alive