confessions of a hooker
People ask me what I do for a living, well I`m hot. Sucking on cock, my jaw hurts a whole lot, extracting resources is my only plot.
Always on my knees mentally thinking of green, my shirt busting out the seem. Got nothing but spunk in the corner of my eyes, they stay gleem.
I dont need a fortune teller, when my mouth makes money during all weathers. Sperm is so good and lighter than a feather.
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Always on my knees mentally thinking of green, my shirt busting out the seem. Got nothing but spunk in the corner of my eyes, they stay gleem.
I dont need a fortune teller, when my mouth makes money during all weathers. Sperm is so good and lighter than a feather.
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