you want my photo?
you want my photo? who do you think you are, hon, Dateline NBC?
you want my photo? who do you think you are, hon, Dateline NBC?
O Little Cassius unzip my buttered fly then I’ll sting like a bee
hey pretty lifeguard if i drown in your beauty i’ll need mouth to mouth
something on your nose? why, just give me a minute and i’ll add to it
you try to tempt me but i really must resist pulling your finger
mysterious smile means you farted, even worse – that it was a wet one
i am left breathless astounded amazed at your jailbait perfection
transmissions from mars? what the heck, i’ll play along – let’s try rectal probes!
you wanted to play but i didn’t think you’d whack that wrench on my nuts
you don’t do windows? or mop the floors? i don’t care just wear that outfit
Tag: Koike Rina