“ And in secret she longs for a taste of his prick! Her cunt it is itching from morning till night, The prick of her lover can yield her delight; She longs to be fucked, and for that does deplore, For what can a young maiden wish for more? ”
“ And in secret she longs for a taste of his prick! Her cunt it is itching from morning till night, The prick of her lover can yield her delight; She longs to be fucked, and for that does deplore, For what can a young maiden wish for more? ”